I grew up in a military town
Waiting on the sky to fall
Everybody I knew, hangin' around
Wondering what to do
When the draft board calls
Looking back it musta have been a miracle now
I ever grew up at all
To sing about living in a military town
Waitin' on the sky to fall
Waitin' on the sky to fall, boys
Waitin' on the sky to fall
Chicken Little wasn't makin' nothing but noise?
Waiting on the sky to fall.

Spent a lonely lifetime
Rollin' on down the line
Searchin' for the holy grail
Never once crossed my solitary mind
That any such consecrated quest'd fail
Come up upon an ocean and much to my chagrin
They told me that ship had sailed
Walkin' on the water, 'cause I never learned to swim
Searchin' for the holy grail
Searchin' for the holy grail, friends
Searchin' for the holy grail
Been across the ocean and now I'm back again
Searchin' for the holy grail.

Whoop

Been around enough to know a little bit now
And I am sitting on top of the world
Wangin' on a guitar while the sun goes down
And singin' a song about a redheaded girl
Was a time I would have said them days was gone
But, I'm givin' it another whirl
Didn't know that I was gonna live this long
Now, I'm sittin' on top of the world
Sittin' on top of the world, y'all
Sitting on top of the world
Eyes wide open till the messenger calls
Sittin' on top of the world!

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): STEVE EARLE