Drunk at Cannon Falls. I never made the call I had your number It was chiselled on my hand and stained Fell asleep to the line Lyle sung "She's made up her mind" Now I'm the twenty first descendant of the age and I don't want it getting 'round town 'cause you'll kick my skinny a** if you ever saw me down I can deny it 'til they all gone away But I just don't think we'll ever get that other band together Tried on all of your clothes But even me and your girlfriend know That there's only so much one guy Can steal and so We'll all choke on the slack Try like hell to dream you back Of the nothing I got You know that you've always got half a soul