The Great Salt Lake Lyrics

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Back of the boat was painted wreckin ball
There was country music playing, but he dont 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 Im sure... I could stand... On... the Great Salt Lake
Falling apart
Then Im sure... I could stand... On... the Great Salt Lake
And your old man was but a wishing machine
Its time that you could spare; now he's getting old
When Billy Lorett had found a watering hole
Its a place to lay yourself or the heads of coyote
Now, if you find yourself falling apart
Then Im sure... I could stand... On... the Great Salt Lake
Were following home
We want more
Following home
We want more
If ever beat down, we know who we are
They know we all want moooore
If ever beat down, we know who we are
They know we all want mooooooooooore
G D Em C (repeat 4x)