There´s gonna be a pain
submits makes me down
I´ll find the reason when
my body hits the ground

we all sung, we are too young
selling it down thru this

you've try to be myself
paralysing me down
and what the bill
obnoxiously gives now

we all sung , we are too young
I never screwed it while you stand there alone

please hold me tight
you're always right
please hold me tight

when nothing bring hope
it happen to me

his father died and left him
a small farm in New England
all the long black funeral cars
left the scene

looking at the shiny red tractor
that him and his daddy
used to sit aside

the blue fields that
greased that night
it was like someone have
spread butter

let the ship slide open