Drowning On Dry Land

I'm going down, down, baby

My nose is in the sand

I'm going down, down, down, baby

My nose is in the sand

A cloud of dust just came over me

I think I'm drownin' on dry land

Yeah, my father, he told me

He said: "Son, don't rush to be a man"

Yeah, you know, my father, he told me

He said: "Son, don't rush to be a man"

But I went ahead on

And, now I think I'm drowning on dry land

That's a bad way to go

My mother told me a story

About a little dog who couldn't see too well

She said it crossed the railroad track one day

You know, the train cut off part of his tail

He turned around and never looked up

Just to peep over the rail

And she say it lost his whole head

Tryin' to find a little piece of his tail

That's why I'm going down

My nose is in the sand

Yeah, a cloud of dust has came over me

And I think I'm drowning on dry land