I grew up overshadowed by sandy zoos
Couldn't catch the eye of no city girl

Here I am devoted to Elliot
How I love the way you look in your grey jeans
Can't believe I let the smog cloud my eye

Where the sandy zoos stand
And the deep rivers surround
I'll ride my battered truck with you by my side

There's a whisper in the Nashville breeze
Reminding me of Edie
That whisper builds
That whisper cries
Edie in the morning skies

You appear on the horizon
Brushing that silver hair from your eyes

The city folk with their fancy gadgets
Cement zoos like grey tombs
Don't have nothin' on our way of life
Just listen to the cuckoos

Don't live your life like a goose
Today might feel a time to be like a goose
But that ain't no way to lead a life

You know, there's a lot I drive by in my battered truck
Folk who is messing up
Always stay clean, Elliot
Always stay clean

In Nashville, when I was a child
I met a clean man
"How can you be so clean?" asked I
Here was his wise reply

Don't live your life like a goose
Today might feel a time to be like a goose
But that ain't no way to lead a life

Met an old lady who lived like a goose
"What happened to her?" asked I
Here was his wise reprise

Don't live your life like a goose
Today might feel a time to be like a goose
But that ain't no way to lead a life

That lady's gone now
It's sad really
Word is, she had silver hair once

Little Elliot, keep your jeans grey
Always stay clean, Elliot
Always stay clean

Cuckoos, cuckoos, cuckoos
Cuckoos, cuckoos, cuckoos...