The calloused hands upon the plow I loved you then and I love you now, Reuben James Reuben James Reuben James, you still walk the furrowed field of my mind The faded shirt, the weathered brow In my song you live again And the phrases that I rhyme Are

The land of opportunity where everybody stay Welcome to LA The girls are pretty, sun will shine three-hundred-sixty days But I don't always feel that way, today I need some gray Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away I just told

Fly (fly, fly, fly, fly) Let it fly (let it fly, let it fly, let it fly) Let it fly like the birds in the sky Hotter than the weather in July I done did so much I can't decide Word, word to my guys She just get so wet, I slip and slide Had to get it back

Afraid of the house, stay the night with the sinners You must be somewhere in London Afraid of the house 'cause they're desperate to entertain Someone send a runner through the weather that I'm under for the feeling That I lost today Someone send a

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

Oh baby doll! When bells ring out the summer free Oh baby doll We'll sing our old Alma Mater And think of things that used to be Will it end for you and me? I remember it so well Back when the weather was cool We used to have so much fun

Here is the news Here is the news Coming to you every hour on the hour The weather's fine but there may be a meteor shower. A cure's been found for good old rocket lag Someone left their life behind in a plastic bag. Another action filled adventure All

She's just waiting for the summertime when the weathers fine She could hitch a ride out of town And so far away from that low town good for nothing mistake making fool With excuses like baby that was a long time ago But that's just a euphemism if you

I'm a lovesick fuck I want you, come on fuck me, babe Please man, pretty please with a cherry on top, ok? The weather cold The weather so Chill, chilly really penguin feather roll Cause I'm sipping Pro'

But I'll be loving you, that's what I want to do I'll be loving you, that's what I want to do And the weatherman said if you're not well, stay in bed 'Cause I've been feeling down and blue and it's cloudy in my head Instead of going out to some