Start tearin' the old man down

Run past the heather and down to the old road

Start turnin' the grain into the ground

Roll a new leaf over In the middle of the night

There's an old man shreddin' around in the gatherin' rain

Hey mister, if you're gonna walk on water

Oh, could you drop a line my way? Omaha, somewhere in middle America

If you're right to the heart of matters

It's the heart that matters more

I think you better turn your ticket in

And get your money back at the door

Oh yeah Start threadin' a needle

Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room

Start turnin' the wool across the wire

Roll a new life over In the middle of the night

There's an old man threadin' his toes through a bucket of rain

Hey mister, you don't want to walk on water

'Cause you're only gonna to walk all over me Omaha, somewhere in middle America

If you're right to the heart of the matters

It's the heart that matters more

I think you better turn your ticket in

And get your money back at the door Start runnin' the banner down

Drop past the color, come up through the summer rain

Start turnin' the girl into the ground

Roll a new love over In the middle of the day

There's a young man rollin' around in the earth and rain

Hey mister, if you're gonna to walk on water

You know you're only gonna to walk all over me Omaha, somewhere in middle America

If you're right to the heart of matters

It's the heart that matters more

I think you better turn your ticket in

And get your money back at the door Omaha, oh, somewhere in middle America

If you're right to the heart that matters, oh

It's the heart that matters more

I think you better turn your ticket in

And get your money back at the door Oh, said Omaha

Sunday mornin'

I'm comin' home today