Letras de Big Green Country

Watch the plane through the lonely land
Leather bag pounding on his back
Above the clouds the moon was climbing higher
A pack of wolves wanted the money back
The fool that runs the cheap suit for watching
The hairy brains slipped down the hill
The idiot′s ears were feeling tiny
As they closed in for an easy kill

At the house the door was wide open
In blue curtains off the road
She was waiting and hoping
She was praying to her God
Who was luckier than most men
Who was barely in his prime
As she stood there in the doorway
Her long dress flowing
Would he make it this time?

Over the hill in the big green country
That's the place where the cancer cowboy rides
Pure as the driven snow before it got him
Sometimes I feel like he′s all right
Sometimes I feel like a piece of bacon
Sometimes I feel like my own name
Sometimes I feel different
Sometimes I feel, I feel just the same