Well I'm floating around in the grey sky, high
But I'll never be a sinner 'till the day that I die
Got the left wing flapping, and the right wing by my side
Still, I'll never be a sinner 'till the day that I die
'Cause there ain't o hell when you're on my mind
And there ain't no heaven if there ain't no hell on fire
And there ain't no death in the livin' world
Say on a Sunday to your brown-eyed-girl
No, no I'll never know until I go
From the start, from the start, you got eyes, you got ears from the start
I'll never have a wedding or a funeral, when I was seven I'd say they'd play brown-eyed-girl
But I knew in my heart no tall tale'd turn my words
And you can't turn your back on the looking glass
Spin around fast, it'll poke your ass
As a leaver, and a looker, and a liver in the past
From the start, from the start, you got eyes, you got ears from the start
From the start, from the start, you got eyes, you got ears from the start
At Sweet Water county line
Changed my mind now I feel fine
Wipe the salt from the mirror 'cause Denver's oh so near
And you can't turn your back on the looking glass
Spin around fast, it'll poke your ass
As a leaver, and a looker, and a liver in the past
From the start, from the start, you got eyes, you got ears from the start
From the start, from the start, you got eyes, you got ears from the start