Are you out there, somewhere in the Sierras
Chasing cowboys with your head dress on
It's plain as day that John Wayne ain't a cowboy
But he sure as hell is holding the reigns
If keeping you around were as easy as an open door
I'd leave it open all the time
But when it feels like a whetted knife behind my back
I can't wait around for that
Maybe if your wooden ship of doubt would stop running aground
We could anchor somewhere new
I'm already paddling off
In my canoe
Everybody needs a hearty invitation
Your just a coward in a coal mine
Everybody's screamin' "take the elevator!"
Cause it's headed down the line