Half an hour would change your strings and tuned up

Sizing the room up, checkin' the bar


Local girl's unspoken conversation


Misinformation plays guitar




They say, "Jonah, he was swallowed by a whale"


But I say, "There's no truth to that tale"

I know Jonah, he was swallowed by a song





No one gives their dreams away too lightly

They hold them tightly warm against cold


One more year of traveling 'round this circuit


Then you can work it into gold




They say, "Jonah, he was swallowed by a whale", hmm


But I say, "There's no truth to that tale"

I know Jonah, he was swallowed by a song





Here's to all the boys who came along

Carrying soft guitars in cardboard cases all night long


An' do you wonder where those boys have gone?


Do you wonder where those boys have gone?