Karaoké Omaha Counting Crows

Start tearin' the old man down

Run past the heather and down to the old road

Start turnin' the grain into the ground

Roll a new leaf over

In the middle of the night there's an old man shreddin' around in the gatherin' rain

Hey mister, if you're gonna walk on water oh, could you drop a line my way

Omaha somewhere in middle America

If you're right to the heart of matters it's the heart that matters more

Think you better turn your ticket in and get your money back at the door

Oh yeah

Start threadin' a needle

Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room

Start turnin' the wool across the wire

Roll a new life over

In the middle of the night there's an old man threadin' his toes through a bucket of rain

Hey mister, you don't want to walk on water 'cos you're only gonna walk all over me

Omaha somewhere in middle America

If you're right to the heart of matters it's the heart that matters more

Think you better turn your ticket in get your money back at the door

Na na na hey

Na na na hey

Start runnin' the banner down

Drop past the color, come up through the summer rain

Start turnin' the girl into the ground

Roll a new love over

In the middle of the day there's a young man rollin' around in the earth and rain

Hey mister, if you're gonna walk on water you know you're only gonna walk all over me

Omaha somewhere in middle America

If you're right to the heart of matters it's the heart that matters more

Think you better turn your ticket in and get your money back at the door

Omaha oh, somewhere in middle America

You're right to the heart of matters, oh it's the heart that matters more

I think you better turn your ticket in and get your money back at the door

Oh said Omaha

Sunday mornin'

I'm comin' home today