"Wyoming" lyrics

If I drink like a sailor
And if I smoke like a chimney
If I hold you down like an anchor
A sight to see like an angel with two feet on the ground
And if I dream of you
Will you be dreaming of me too?
I can tell that you're mad, love
Yeah, I know there's a reason

If I sing like a dead man
And if I talk like a foolish fool
And if I hold myself
Like a bastard
Wrapped up in a noose while my feet hang
Up above the ground
If I dream of you
Will you be dreaming of me too?
And I know there's a problem
But I swear, I'm gonna try my best

Oh Jenny, let me lift you up
There's room in my arm's for you
Oh Jenny, I know I'm gonna try
I know cause it feels right
I know cause it feels right