Back of the boat
was painted Wrecking Ball
There was country music playing
But he don't like it at all
And red fire popping
on the rained-down wood
There was whiskey bottle spilling
And a lake
that's made of salt
Look out back
well there's a note
on the door saying
Everybody listen
we'll be the next Omaha
Now if you find
yourself falling apart
Then I'm sure
I could stand
on
The Great Salt Lake
Falling apart
And I'm sure
I could stand
on
The Great Salt Lake
Your old man
was but a wishing machine
It's time that you could spend
Now he's getting old
When Billy Lorett
had found a watering hole
It's a place to lay south
or the heads of coyote
Now if you find
yourself falling apart
Well I'm sure
I could stand
on
The Great Salt Lake
Follow me home
We want more
Follow me home
We all want more
If ever beat down
we know
who we are
They know
we all want more
Oh ohh
If ever beat down
we know
who we are
They know
we all want more
Oh ohh
Oh oh ohh