Lyrics:
There's a man in a cheap suitholding a beer canstanding on his back porchlooking out past the highwaythe sun is going downin a field of dry cornand the slider keeps catchingand the screen is tornhis tie is loosehis socks are thinhe shakes the can onceand goes back inhe walks between his childrenand the television glowto the kitchen for anotherto the living room alonethere's a knock-off gibsonleaning in the cornerwhere he left it the last timehe felt like thishe pushes on the tunerswith his eyes shut tightruns out a figure with his left handuntil the chord sounds rightwhen he sings he looks so far awaylike there's somethinghe almost remembersand doesn't know how to sayi see him from the doorwayi see that look in his eyeand i know i'm going to go therewhere my father's dreams lie