Boy With a Coin

A boy with a coin he found in the weeds

With bullets and pages of trade magazines

Close to a car that flipped on the turn

When God left the ground to circle the world

Hey, yeah, yeah, ah

Ah, ah, ah

A girl with a bird she found in the snow

Then flew up her gown, and that's how she knows

That God made her eyes for crying at birth

Then left the ground to circle the Earth

Hey, yeah, yeah, ah

Ah, ah, ah

A boy with a coin he crammed in his jeans

Then making a wish, he tossed in the sea

And walked to a town that all of us burned

When God left the ground to circle the world

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Ah, ah, ah

Hey, hey, hey, ah

Ah, ah, ah

Hey, hey, yeah, ah

Ah, ah, ah