Cannons at the Courthouse

By the time we'd run another race around the sun
 We were buried under blankets in the dark
 All night long I laid and listened to your song
 It didn't stop until the morning
 When the rays from space took up marching on my face
 And I was pulling covers up over my eyes
 Before I knew it I was in some other room
 With a rope ladder hanging from the ceiling
 When sliding down the rope came Willie Nelson
 Sayin' "son, let's find the party that never ends"
 We smoked some reefer on the roof of the White House
 Couldn't wait to get back on the road again
 Where the Arctic Sea had melted up to Tennessee
 And we were running from the searchlights on the shore
 I paddled my canoe down the alley after you
 Over the cannons at the courthouse
 It's three o'clock, the streets are empty
 Man, this looks like no other place I've ever been
 They leveled old Miss Miller's house and built a Walmart
 Man, I don't ever want to move back here again
 There's a Starbucks on top of Mount Everest now
 There's a plan to land two on the moon
 Each one fully equipped
 with some young artists hip to new
 Paintings of Jesus in aerosol cheeses
 While hell might be frozen
 when I get my toes in
 the diamond sparkling stream
 That's airbrushed in the background of your wildest dream
 A nameless extra in your wildest dream
 A standby contestant on your wildest dream
 A stand-in for the sidekick on your wildest dream
 That's buried in the backyard of your wildest dream
 Oh-ma-ma
 Keep the mighty wheels beneath me
 All the way to the rails in the sky
 Oh-ma-ma
 Keep the mighty wheels beneath me
 All the way to the rails in the sky
 Oh-ma-ma
 Keep the mighty wheels beneath me
 All the way to the rails in the sky
 Oh-ma-ma
 Keep the mighty wheels beneath me
 All the way to the rails in the sky