Well, I'm gone to   Way down on Last Breath Farm   I've been rakin' leaves with Liza   Me and Liz clean up the yard      Left my home in Music City   In the back of a limosine   Now I'm doin' my own laundry   And I'm gettin' those clothes clean      Growin' fond of   And this quiet life I lead   But I'm just dying to tell my story   For all my friends to read      Well, it's tough to be somebody   And it's hard to keep from fallin' apart   Up here on Rehab Mountain   We gonna learn these things by heart      Well, I'm gone to   Way down on Last Breath Farm   I've been rakin' leaves with Liza   Me and Liz clean up the yard      What goes on in   Outside the rubber room   We get therapy and lectures   We play golf in the afternoon      Well, it's tough to be somebody   And it's hard not to fall apart   Up here on Rehab Mountain   We gonna learn these things by heart