Steve Earle — Waitin on the Sky

I grew up in a military town Waiting on the sky to fall Everybody I knew hanging around wondering What they’d do when the Draft Board called Looking back, it must have been a miracle How I ever grew up at all To sing about living in a military town Waiting on the sky to fall Waiting on the sky to fall, boys Waiting on the sky to fall Chicken Little wasn't making nothing but noise Waiting on the sky to fall Spent a lonely lifetime rolling down the line Searching 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 Walking on the water 'cause I never learned to swim Searching for the Holy Grail Searching for the Holy Grail, friends Searching for the Holy Grail Been across the oceans and now I’m back again Searching for the Holy Grail Been around enough to know a little bit now And I’m sittin' on top of the world Wanging on a guitar while the sun goes down Singing a song about a redheaded girl Was a time I would have said those days was gone But I’m giving it another whirl Didn't know that I was gonna live this long Now I’m sittin’ 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