Country Caravan

Baby’s got a praise like a willow in the wind
Baby’s got a praise like a lover, like a friend
It’s a long way, Nehalem, to let the water in
And that’s a slow-rollin' country caravan of many suns
Baby’s got a worship like a river on the cusp
Crashing through the land and moving with a mighty rush
It’s a long way, oh, joker, to let the fire burn
And that’s a slow-rollin' country caravan of many suns
Baby’s got a praise like a scarecrow in the corn
Kicking up a blaze, moving over like a storm
It’s a long way, Nehalem, to let the water in
And that’s a slow-rollin' country caravan of many suns
Baby’s got a praise like a willow in the wind
Baby’s got a praise like a lover, like a friend
It’s a long way, Nehalem, to let the water in
And that’s a slow-rolling country caravan of many suns
Yeah, that’s a slow-rolling country caravan of many suns
Oh, that’s a slow-rolling country caravan of many suns, many suns