By the time we'd run another race around the sun   We were buried under blankets in the dark   All night long I laid and listened to your song   It didn't stop until the morning   When the rays from space took up marching on my face   And I was pulling covers up over my eyes   Before I knew it I was in some other room    With a rope ladder hanging from the ceiling      When sliding down the rope came Willie Nelson   Sayin' "Son, let's find the party that never ends"   We smoked some reefer on the roof of the White House   Couldn't wait to get back on the road again      Where the arctic sea had melted up to Tennessee   And we were running from the searchlights on the shore   I paddled my canoe down the alley after you   Over the cannons at the courthouse      It's three o'clock, the streets are empty   Man, this looks like no other place I've ever been   They leveled old Miss Miller's house and built a Walmart   Man, I don't ever want to move back here again      There's a Starbucks on top of Mount Everest now   There's a plan to land two on the moon   Each one fully equiped with some young artists hip to new    Paintings of Jesus in aerosol cheeses   While hell might be frozen when I get my toes in   The diamond sparkling stream...      That's airbrushed in the background of your wildest dream   A nameless extra in your wildest dream   A standby contestant on your wildest dream   A stand-in for the sidekick on your wildest dream   That's buried in the backyard of your wildest dream      Oh ma ma   Keep the mighty wheels beneath me   All the way to the rails in the sky   Oh ma ma   Keep the mighty wheels beneath me   All the way to the rails in the sky