this one hope may leave my hands empty may make my head swim and twist my heart into a knot this long rope has got me swinging heavy has got my neck stretched out like a swan without a song this bad joke still has got me laughing still has got me bawling like a man chasing his hat with just one line i could bring us closer closer than old friends or than your mama and your dad but it s always over the hill over the hill there s another hill to try and try to break my will this tired voice may outlive my body may ride on the wind that s gonna blow me into dust but i ve made a few friends here and i ain t rushing off to hear what history s gotta say