Floater (Too Much to Ask)

Down over the window
 Comes the dazzling sunlit rays
 Through the back alleys - through the blinds
 Another one of them endless days
 Honeybees are buzzin'
 Leaves begin to stir
 I'm in love with my second cousin
 I tell myself i could be happy forever with her
 I keep listenin' for footsteps
 But i ain't hearing any
 From the boat i fish for bullheads
 I catch a lot, sometimes too many
 A summer breeze is blowing
 A squall is settin' in
 Sometimes it's just plain stupid
 To get into any kind of wind
 The old men 'round here, sometimes they get
 On bad terms with the younger men
 But old, young, age don't carry weight
 It doesn't matter in the end
 One of the boss' hangers-on
 Comes to call at times you least expect
 Try to bully ya - strong arm you - inspire you with fear
 It has the opposite effect
 There's a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town
 The old one is long gone
 Timber two-foot six across
 Burns with the bark still on
 They say times are hard, if you don't believe it
 You can just follow your nose
 It don't bother me - times are hard everywhere
 We'll just have to see how it goes
 My old man, he's like some feudal lord
 Got more lives than a cat
 Never seen him quarrel with my mother even once
 Things come alive or they fall flat
 You can smell the pine wood burnin'
 You can hear the school bell ring
 Gotta get up near the teacher if you can
 If you wanna learn anything
 Romeo, he said to juliet, "you got a poor complexion.
 It doesn't give your appearance a very youthful touch!"
 Juliet said back to romeo, "why don't you just shove off
 If it bothers you so much."
 They all got out of here any way they could
 The cold rain can give you the shivers
 They went down the ohio, the cumberland, the tennessee
 All the rest of them rebel rivers
 If you ever try to interfere with me or cross my path again
 You do so at the peril of your own life
 I'm not quite as cool or forgiving as i sound
 I've seen enough heartaches and strife
 My grandfather was a duck trapper
 He could do it with just dragnets and ropes
 My grandmother could sew new dresses out of old cloth
 I don't know if they had any dreams or hopes
 I had 'em once though, i suppose, to go along
 With all the ring dancin' christmas carols on all of the christmas eves
 I left all my dreams and hopes
 Buried under tobacco leaves
 It's not always easy kicking someone out
 Gotta wait a while - it can be an unpleasant task
 Sometimes somebody wants you to give something up
 And tears or not, it's too much to ask