We're looking underneath the soilnpast the leaves the trees and the tombstonesnyou've gotta tell me what man will i becomenyou think I'll be that man that old mannnyou're thought too young to have a stonenyou father, I've never seen him cry like that beforenjust sit down dont you wait up, we're right behindnsometimes you just don't know well how much time is on your sidenncause then im on my way nyes, im on my wayncause then im on my waynout of here with you. nnthe woman I love more than the sunnyou make me drink water like I drink winenwe all need a change of tastenI'm old and I forgot my good gracennwant me to buy that old dognfour corners down into that waternbecause i dont need no silver to make me shinenim so happy with you honey that if i die i guess i diennbecause then im on my waynyes, im on my waynbecasue then im on my waynout of here, with younwith you, with you.nnim on my way (with you) [x9]