Alaska

One day, I'm gonna catch a train to Denver One day, I'm gonna walk through the Mississippi River One day, I'm gonna pack up my truck With a bunch of 1920s zombie guns And rob every single bank in the USA One day I'm gonna sail up to the Arctic One day I'm gonna climb up a big great mountain One day I'm gonna load up this van Fill it with all the friends that I can And take on the open road day by day Hey mama, got a life to live, got things to do, got things to give My old feet will walk, this old tongue will talk, these old ears will hear both The birds and the bugs and Hey mama, I'll never be the same With a forge of souls and what they traded Hey mama, gonna walk up to Alaska One day I'm gonna be the next Ollie One day I'm gonna finally fight for something One day I'm gonna steal my very own plane And crash it right through heaven's gates Box great god like I even stand a chance Hey mama, got a life to live, got things to do, got things to give My old feet will walk, this old tongue will talk, this old heart has felt from fear to love Hey mama I'll never be the same I'm gonna forge this soul to the northbound train Hey mama gonna walk up to Alaska Hey mama gonna walk up to Alaska Hey mama gonna walk up to Alaska Hey mama gonna walk up to Alaska