Well, I'm gone to
Way down on Last Breath Farm
I've been rakin' leaves with Liza
Me and Liz clean up the yard
Left my home in Music City
In the back of a limosine
Now I'm doin' my own laundry
And I'm gettin' those clothes clean
Growin' fond of
And this quiet life I lead
But I'm just dying to tell my story
For all my friends to read
Well, it's tough to be somebody
And it's hard to keep from fallin' apart
Up here on Rehab Mountain
We gonna learn these things by heart
Well, I'm gone to
Way down on Last Breath Farm
I've been rakin' leaves with Liza
Me and Liz clean up the yard
What goes on in
Outside the rubber room
We get therapy and lectures
We play golf in the afternoon
Well, it's tough to be somebody
And it's hard not to fall apart
Up here on Rehab Mountain
We gonna learn these things by heart
