Nickeltree - Timothy Dexters's Last Song Lyrics

I remember that place in North Dakota
Wondering when you'd stop by
You always had a way of making me laugh
Until we cried

I've never been to Alaska
But I hear it's warm in June
Makes me think of leaving old Sasky
And hitting the road with you

You gotta be good to be lucky
You gotta be lucky to be good
Put all your eggs in one basket
But always wondering if you should

I took a plane to Nevada
Sat and stared out the window
Looking down at the Sierras
Covered in their blankets of snow

I wish I could have been a farmer
Back in the days of old
Turn all the dust and dirt and grit
Into diamonds and gold

I had a dream I was in a coffin
While thousands whispered in prayer
Everyone was in utter devastation
But you never shed a tear