I think you better turn your ticket in
That slides through the cold room
And get your money back at the door, oh yeah
Get right to the heart of matters
Omaha, oh, somewhere in middle America
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door
Oh, could you drop a line my way?"
Omaha, somewhere in middle America
It's the heart that matters more
Get right to the heart of matters
There's a young man rolling around in the earth and rain
I think you better turn your ticket in
It's the heart that matters more
Omaha, somewhere in middle America
"Hey Mister, if you're going to walk on water
"Hey Mister, you don't want to walk on water
Start turning the wool across the wire
I think you better turn your ticket in
There's an old man treading around in the gatherin' rain
And get your money back at the door
Roll a new leaf over
Roll a new love over
Start turning the grain into the ground
Roll a new life over
Omaha, somewhere in middle America
Drop past the color, come up through the summer rain
'Cause you're only gonna walk all over me"
"Hey Mister, if you're gonna walk on water
Get right to the heart that matters more
Get right to the heart of matters
In the middle of the night
Start turning the girl into the ground
Start running the banner down
Start threading a needle, brush past the shuttle
In the middle of the night
And get your money back at the door
You know you're only gonna walk all over me"
It's the heart that matters more
There's an old man threading his toes through a bucket of rain
"Oh", said Omaha
It's the heart that matters more
In the middle of the day
