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  1. Nebraska

From the recording tides & embers

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True story and a touch of sarcasm!

Neil Anderson on Bass
Michelle Martin on Violin

Lyrics

Nebraska Copyright Anderson-Gram 2015

Out of California with a chip upon my shoulder
By the time I got to Utah it had grown into a boulder
Wyoming was an avalanche of mountainous confusion
But up ahead, Salvation lay
In the cornfields of illusion

I can’t wait to get to Nebraska
Though it’s not as cool as Alaska
The world is flat the corn grows high
End to end it’s an easy glide
No worries left to task ya
I can’t wait to get to Nebraska

The 80 it can kill you if you find you’re prone to boredom
The passing lanes will keep you up but the clueless tend to hoard em
When you hit that peak and then you start that smooth decent
You’ll be singing to your windshield these words so rarely said, rarely said, rarely said
Chorus

If you fine the midnight ride is sucking up the gas
Grannies travel side by side with no room left to pass
Take heart in the downgrade husker heaven still to come
And know that you are not alone
You’re not the only one, only one, only one

Who can’t wait to get to Nebraska
Still not as cool as Alaska
The world is flat
The corn grows high
End to end it’s an easy glide
No worries left to task ya
I can’t wait to get
Are we there yet
I can’t wait to get to Nebraska