Get right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
You know you're only gonna to walk all over me
Run past the heather and down to the old road
And get your money back at the door
Start running the banner down
Roll a new leaf over
Hey mister, you don't want to walk on water
Omaha, oh, somewhere in middle America
There's an old man threading his toes through a bucket of rain
It's the heart that matters more
Roll a new love over
And get your money back at the door
And get your money back at the door
Songwriters: Steve Bowman, David Bryson, Adam Duritz, Charlie Gillingham, Dave Immergluck, Matt Malley
I think you better turn your ticket in
Publisher: JONES FALLS MUSIC
Omaha, somewhere in middle America
'Cause you're only gonna to walk all over me
Sunday mornin'
Oh, could you drop a line my way?
Hey mister, if you're gonna to walk on water
I think you better turn your ticket in
Get right to the heart of matters
Drop past the color, come up through the summer rain
I think you better turn your ticket in
There's a young man rolling around in the earth and rain
It's the heart that matters more
Omaha, somewhere in middle America
Start turning the wool across the wire
Oh, said Omaha
I think you better turn your ticket in
Roll a new life over
Start tearing the old man down
Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
There's an old man treading around in the gatherin' rain
Get right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
Hey mister, if you're gonna walk on water
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night
And get your money back at the door
Omaha, somewhere in middle America
In the middle of the day
Start turning the grain into the ground
I'm comin' home today
Start turning the girl into the ground
Get right to the heart that matters, oh
Start threading a needle