On the road into the a**umed sundown a marching band is playing
Her long hair frames her features, says this is the day for praying
We learn so much in little time one thing they overlooked
Our textbooks made the fire in which the missionary cooked
We believe the gospel wasn't holy
A picture house in every one-horse town
You can't disown the dream you only borrowed
Remember us to everyone you love.
On the road into the a**umed sundown we'll be content to stroll
They'll tear the shirt right off your back then come back for your soul
Chorus
Her long hair frames her features, says this is the day for praying
We learn so much in little time one thing they overlooked
Our textbooks made the fire in which the missionary cooked
We believe the gospel wasn't holy
A picture house in every one-horse town
You can't disown the dream you only borrowed
Remember us to everyone you love.
On the road into the a**umed sundown we'll be content to stroll
They'll tear the shirt right off your back then come back for your soul
Chorus