Start tearing the old man down
 Run past the heather and down to the old road
 Start turning the grain into the ground
 Roll a new leaf over
 In the middle of the night there's an old man
 Treading around in the gathered rain
 Hey mister if you want to walk on water
 Would you drop a line my way
 Omaha
 Somewhere in middle America
 Get right to the heart of matters
 It's the heart that matters more
 I think you'd better turn your ticket in
 And leave your money right at the door
 Start threading the needle
 Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
 Start turning the wool across the wire
 Roll the new life over
 In the middle of the night there's an old man
 Threading his toes through a bucket of rain
 Hey mister if you want to walk on water
 You're only going to walk all over me
 Omaha
 Somewhere in middle America
 Get right to the heart of matters
 It's the heart that matters more
 I think you'd better turn your ticket in
 And leave your money right at the door
 Start running the banner down