Had no money, half the time, Ma couldn't pay
Pop ODd in '99, I miss him every day
A wolf is in the shepherd's pie, that awful taste
The shepherd cried, "We're doin' alright, we're doin' alright"
We're doin' alright, we're doin' alright
Every song that Momma wrote, Pop learned to play
When the old piano broke, the music went away
Colt revolver in his coat, killed Jesse James
Jesus Christ, we're doin' alright, we're doin' alright
We're doin' alright, we're doin' alright
We're doin' alright, we're doin' alright
We're doin' alright, we're doin' alright
We're doin' alright, we're doin' alright
Maybe he'll walk through the door?
Maybe he'll climb through the trees?
Maybe he'll float through the sky and call on my dreams?
Maybe he'll walk through the door?
Maybe he'll swim through the sea?
Maybe he'll drive through the night and call on my dreams?
And we'll fish again in the backyard stream
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