Tekster: State Radio. Year of the Crow. Barnstorming.

My father was a haystack man
Always said, ?Son go a find what you can?
He said, ?The guns get jammed up in the sand
Don't let them try to fool you?

I said, ?But daddy we ain't fighting the Cong no more?
He said, ?You're going over there to lose the very same war?
I said, ?Nothing you can do is gonna make me stay
You gotta let others have their glory day?

'Cause you know the whole town's getting together in Leeland's barn
Everyone's getting there nice shoes on
Girls are all cutting up their confirmation dresses
Streets will be empty tomorrow as the whole town confesses

It's a barnstorming, yeah
Gonna leave my bed tomorrow
It's gonna be a barnstorming, yeah
Won't hold a head of sorrow
'Cause it's a lovely heartbreak, lovely heartbreak

Now Ginny, she was up to no good
As up to no good as she could sometimes be
I used to lie awake at night
Just thinking about her being up to no good with me

She said, ?Just like the flower to the bees
I'm gonna give you a little something before you go over seas?
'Cause all I could do was stammer
Yes, yes please and look in the other direction

'Cause it's gonna be a barnstorming, yeah
Gonna leave my bed tomorrow
It's gonna be a barnstorming, yeah
Won't hold a head of sorrow
'Cause it's a lovely heartbreak, oh, oh, oh lovely heartbreak

'Cause I never been laid and so it goes
Never danced before so stoned
It was the first time I didn't want to go
Now I wish I could take it all back again

She spit in my hand
Said, ?Boy I'm gonna make you a man?
It was all I could do to stand
And ask the levy to hold and hold and hold and hold

'Cause it's gonna be a barnstorming, yeah
Gonna leave my bed tomorrow
It's gonna be a barnstorming, yeah
Gonna hold a head of sorrow
'Cause it's a lovely heartbreak, oh, oh, oh lovely heartbreak