Sittin' on a front porch lazy summer sunday
Hear the roar of airplanes as they fly away
Telephone is ringin' and the birds are singin
Blue sky is bringin' me the blues today, she's flyin' away...Omaha...Omaha
Butterflies are floatin' in the cool green grass
Cats are in the shadows they dodge the sun's blast
Weeds are growin' up around my old car
I think about the days when we ran far away, from this place
A land of rust and dirty machines...life's a crazy dream
Oh how could anyone know? Oh which way the wind might blow
Oh and all that I can say, is living is living just for today
Is living just for today, is living just for today
My job is a hassle a hustle and a bustle
Pour me another round so I can flex some muscle
Plain for me to see my life's been in a rut
Someday i'll break free and let the door slam shut on these
Old haunted scenes, just an old scrapbook of bittersweet memories
Bittersweet memories...what a sweet memory
Lance Taylor - Omaha Lyrics
Lance Taylor - Omaha Lyrics
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Sittin' on a front porch lazy summer sunday
Hear the roar of airplanes as they fly away
Telephone is ringin' and the birds are singin
Blue sky is bringin' me the blues today, she's flyin' away...Omaha...Omaha
Butterflies are floatin' in the cool green grass
Cats are in the shadows they dodge the sun's blast
Weeds are growin' up around my old car
I think about the days when we ran far away, from this place
A land of rust and dirty machines...life's a crazy dream
Oh how could anyone know? Oh which way the wind might blow
Oh and all that I can say, is living is living just for today
Is living just for today, is living just for today
My job is a hassle a hustle and a bustle
Pour me another round so I can flex some muscle
Plain for me to see my life's been in a rut
Someday i'll break free and let the door slam shut on these
Old haunted scenes, just an old scrapbook of bittersweet memories
Bittersweet memories...what a sweet memory
Hear the roar of airplanes as they fly away
Telephone is ringin' and the birds are singin
Blue sky is bringin' me the blues today, she's flyin' away...Omaha...Omaha
Butterflies are floatin' in the cool green grass
Cats are in the shadows they dodge the sun's blast
Weeds are growin' up around my old car
I think about the days when we ran far away, from this place
A land of rust and dirty machines...life's a crazy dream
Oh how could anyone know? Oh which way the wind might blow
Oh and all that I can say, is living is living just for today
Is living just for today, is living just for today
My job is a hassle a hustle and a bustle
Pour me another round so I can flex some muscle
Plain for me to see my life's been in a rut
Someday i'll break free and let the door slam shut on these
Old haunted scenes, just an old scrapbook of bittersweet memories
Bittersweet memories...what a sweet memory
Writer: Lance Taylor
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