Six lanes, tail lights
Red ants marchin into the night
They disappear to the left and right again
Another supper
From a sack
A 99 cent heart attack
I got a poundin head and an achin back
And the camels standin in a big straw stack
I'm gonna live where the green grass grows
Watch my [grapes] pop up in rows
Every night be tucked in close to you
Raise our kids where the good lords blessed
Point our rockin chairs towards the west
And plant our dreams where the peaceful river cools
Where the green grass grows
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