Omaha (Counting Crows)                                turning the girl into the ground  Roll a new      
                                                      life over   In the middle of the night            
(starts on 'A')                                       there's a young man rolling around in the earth   
                                                      and rain   Hey mister if you're going to walk     
                                                      on water, you know you're only going to walk all  
                                                      over me                                           
  Start tearing the old man down Run past the                                                           
heather and down to the old road   Start              [chorus]                                          
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                                                             
                                                                                                        
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    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 get your money back at                                                                
    the door                                                                                            
                                                                                                        
  Start threading the needle Drush 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                                                                                             
                                                                                                        
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  Start running the banner down Drop past the                                                           
color come up through the summer rain   Start