The Great Salt Lake lyrics

Back of the boat was painted wrecking-ball

There was country music playing but he don't like it all

And red fire poppin' on the rained-down woody

There was whiskey bottle-spilling and a lake, it was made of salt

Well, look out back, there was a note on the door it saying

"Everybody listen, we will be the next Omaha"

Well, if you find yourself falling apart

Well, I am sure I could steer

The great salt lake

Falling apart

Well, I am sure I could steer

The great salt lake

Your old man was but a wishing machine

It's time that you could spin

Now that he is getting old

When Billy Lorett had found a watering hole

It's a place to lay south or the heads of coyote

Now, if you find yourself falling apart

Well I am sure I could steer

The great salt lake

Follow me home

We want more

Follow me home

We all want more

If ever beat down

We know who we are

They know who we are

If ever beat down

We know who we are

They all know we want more