The Great Salt Lake Lyrics

Back of the boat was painted wreckin' ball There was country music playing, but he don't like it at all And red fire poppin' on the rained-down woody His whiskey bottle spillin' in a lake that's made of salt
And look out Michael, there's a note on the door Saying, "Everybody listen, you'll be the next Omaha" Now, if you find yourself falling apart Then I'm sure.. I could steer... the Great Salt Lake
Falling apart, then I'm sure...I could steer...the Great Salt Lake
And your old man was but a wishing machine It's time that you could spare; now he's getting old [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-great-salt-lake-lyrics-band-of-horses.html ] When Billy Lorett had found a watering hole It's a place to lay yourself or the heads of coyote Now, if you find yourself falling apart Then I'm sure.. I could steer... the Great Salt Lake
We're following home We want more Following home We all want more
If ever beat down, we know who we are They know we all want more If ever beat down, we know who we are They know we all want more