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day with father on his tractor and mother off again
I go to find the mayor and work out what I can
But he is not at his office, he is not at his home
our country's roads
Bakersfield to Illinois
And when troubles come our way
Oh yeah, I've seen my daddy pray

There's something wrong with little
Way before platinum there was a place we used to go
and ride for hours at a time on a country road
Whatever is  troubling, you can let it go
I get
again,
The place where you grew up and where you found your firmest friends,
And though none of them still live here, I've got nowhere to go,
I'm
and the men who had the horn
And they all looked very happy in the morning

But Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours
Where the elephant man broke
and the men who had the horn
And they all looked very happy in the morning

Now Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours
Where the elephant man
and the men who had the horn
And they all looked very happy in the morning

Now Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours
Where the elephant man
They say we been
Going down and going
Down
Been traveling on the road
To nowhere
Going down, round and
Round
Trying to get to the place
Where
waiting for the rest of your mind to come back to you. 
You can see the car parked far down the road and you walked toward it. 
"If God is our Father,"
and the men who had the horn
And they all looked very happy in the morning

Now Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours
Where the elephant man
there's something wrong
She's not the happy girl she used to be
Peggy hasn't said much
As she drives along the road back to our farm
And she ignored
haired feller singing about suicide
I said, "Jim, this ain't our kind of place
He said, "Well, let's just have one round anyway"
So against my better
as a wholehearted Jew
God's love the hateful many did place
In the hands of a God loving few

We found in our temple a little oil jug
Just enough for the lamps for
back to the 'nest a'gain
Never took him to the place where the dream be(Dm)gins

Then he finally got married and he 'had two little 'girls
But he
singing about suicide
I said Jim this ain't our kind of place
He said well let's just have one round anyway
So against my better judgment we walked
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives
the rest of your mind to come back to you.
You can see the car parked far down the road and you walked toward it.
"If God is our Father," you thought, then
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our
of gentlemen who recently purchased this 
House and all the others in the road, 
In the interest of humanity we've found a better place for you 
To go,
will the clock
The nigga big still hit the stage by himself and still rock
Cause when your faith is in the right place see he ain't gon let you flop
for the rest of your mind to come back to you
You can see the car parked far down the road and you walked toward it
If God is our Father, you thought,
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',
I was layin' in bed
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red.
Her folks they said our
stopped by cops, four miles "exclusion zones" 'cos we're coming through to liberate the stones
Free the Henge Free the Henge
The time will come again
time that day
So, we pulled off the road at the last chance gas station
Got a few more pickled wieners and a diet chocolate soda
On our way to see
waiting for the rest of your mind to come back to you. 
You can see the car parked far down the road and you walked toward it. 
"If God is our Father,"