Waitin' On The Sky - Steve Earle

I grew up in a military town

Waitin' on the sky to fall

Everybody I knew hanqin' around wonderin'

What they’d do when the Draft Board called

Lookin' back it musta been a miracle

How I ever grew up at all

To sing about livin' in a military town

Waitin' on the sky to fall

Waitin' on the sky to fall, boys

Waitin' on the sky to fall

Chicken Little wasn’t makin' nothin' but noise

Waitin' on the sky to fall

Spent a lonely lifetime rollin' down the line

Searchin' for the Holy Grail

Never once crossed my solitary mind

That any such consecrated quest’d fail

Came upon an ocean and much to my chagrin

They told me that ship had sailed

Walkin' on the water cause I never learned

To swin searchin' for the Holy Grail

Searchin' for the Holy Grail, friends

Searchin' for the Holy Grail

Been across the oceans and now I’m back again

Searchin' for the Holy Grail

Been around enough to know a little bit now

And I’m sitting on tip of the world

Wangin' on a guitar while the sun goes down

And singin a song about a redheaded girl

Was a time I would have said those days were gone

But I’m givin' it another whirl

Didn’t know that I was gonna live this long

Now I’m sitting' on top of the world

Sittin' on top of the world, y’all

Sittin' on top of the world

Eyes wide open until the Messenger calls

Sittin' on top of the world