the great salt lake (band of horses)

look out, there’s a note on the door. it says you’ll be the next omaha.

Back of the boat was painted wreckin’ ball
There was country music playing, but he don’t like it at all.
Red fire poppin’ on the rained-down woody
His whiskey bottle spillin’ in a lake that’s made of salt.

And look out Michael, there’s a note on the door
Saying, “Everybody listen, you’ll be the next Omaha.”
Now, if you find yourself falling apart,
Then I’m sure I could steer on… the Great Salt Lake.

Falling apart, I’m sure I could steer on the Great Salt Lake.

And your old man was but a wishing machine
It’s time that you could spare; now he’s getting old.
When Billy Lorett had found a watering hole
It’s a place to lay yourself or the heads of coyote
Now, if you find yourself falling apart,
I’m sure I could steer on… the Great Salt Lake

We’re following home
We want more.
Following home,
We all want more.

If ever beat down, we know who we are
They know we all want more
If ever beat down, we know who we are
They know we all want more…

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