This one hope May leave my hands empty May make my head swim And twist my heart into a knot. This long rope Has got me swinging heavy Has got my neck stretched out Like a swan without a song. This bad joke Still has got me laughing Still has got me bawling Like a man chasing his hat. With just one line I could bring us closer Closer than old friends Or than your mama and your dad. But it's always over the hill Over the hill There's another hill To try and try to break my will. This tired voice May outlive my body May ride on the wind That's gonna blow me into dust. But I've Made a few friends here And I ain't rushing off To hear what history's gotta say.