Way down yonder in the Blue Bonnet Nation, People been a-waiting just to hear his sweet name. Way down yonder where there's desolation, People irresistibly drawn to his flame. Hungry for the life, I'm so hungry for the life. I know that it exists for lo, my lips have kissed The feet of the century of his being. Way down yonder in the western reservation. People been a-waiting just to see some kind of change. Oh how I love to see daylight in the Texas sky up above, yes I do. Oh how I love to see daylight in the Texas sky up above, up above. Hungry for the words, so hungry for the words. The answers for a million years. Sacrifice and human tears. Unfolding, cascading, perfect liberty. Way down yonder in the Blue Bonnet Nation, People been a-waiting just to hear his sweet name. Way down yonder where there's desolation, People irresistibly drawn to his flame. Oh how I love to see daylight in the Texas sky up above. . .