| Trouble blew in on a cold dark wind
|
| It came without no warning
|
| And that big ol’house went up for sale
|
| They were on the road by morning
|
| Oh, the days went slow, into the changing season
|
| Oh, out in the cold, for all the wrong reasons
|
| Well she grew up hard and she grew up fast
|
| In the age of television
|
| And she made a vow to have it all
|
| It became her new religion
|
| Oh, down in her soul, it was an act of treason
|
| Oh, down they go for all the wrong reasons
|
| Where the sky begins the horizon ends
|
| Despite the best intentions
|
| And a big ol’man goes up for sale
|
| He becomes his own invention
|
| Oh, the days go slow into the changing season
|
| Oh, bought and sold, for all the wrong reasons
|
| Oh, down they go for all the wrong reasons |