They had written good luck in blue party cups
In the holes of the chain link fence
And we were waving goodbye with tears in our eyes
At the trucks that disappeared around the bend
My mother once said son, you're a good man
Like she was trying to convince herself
And my father once said son, that's a good plan
If you woke up tomorrow and you were anybody else
I've been looking for that grand, old feeling
The singing sparrow in the marrow of my bones
I've heard there's nothing to it
They say that anyone can do it
I've been searching everywhere that I go
Dirty snow falling on the fields out there
And on the Coffindaffer crosses by the road
And I was just a kid with gel in my hair
And mother gave me money for the tolls
Y'know the whole world over's just a parting hand
And goodbying eyes to send you on your way
But there ain't no golden road that gets paved by man
It's just a trail that's getting colder with every dying day
I've been looking for that grand, old feeling
The burning candle on the mantle of my soul
On the highways and the hedges and the darkened midnight exits
I've been searching everywhere that I go
In the gloaming light of early night
The laughter by the water wide
Turning me and spurning me forever
And past the mobile homes and rotting bones
Above-ground pools and prayer stones
Grieving me and leaving me never
I've been searching for that grand, old feeling
The singing sparrow in the marrow of my bones
I've heard there's nothing to it
They say that anyone can do it
I've been searching everywhere that I go
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I've been searching for that grand old, feeling
The singing sparrow in the marrow of my bones
I've heard there's nothing to it
They say that anyone can do it
I've been searching everywhere that I go
I've been searching everywhere that I go
I've been searching everywhere that I go