Before gas and TV
Before people had cars
We'd sit around the fires
Pass around our guitars
Remembering songs
When my daddy was home
He'd play along
On the spoons and a comb
We'd go with the flow
When the weather was fine
Sometimes we'd go
Collecting scrap iron
And we'd sit around the fires
Pass a bottle of wine
In the tales of the road
Since time out of mind
If heaven's like this
Well that's OK with me
Where the living is fine
And living is free
If heaven's like this
Well then here's where I'll be
On the edge of the field
On the edge of the world
Before gas and TV