[Verse 1] They dragged that wagon ‘cross the plains, Lost two wheels and half their brains. The ox looked back like, “Man, I’m done,” Is this really how the west was won? [Chorus] They looked around with a weary grin, I'm just not climbing a mountain again I think my prayers' have been misunderstood One fella sighed and said, “Um… here’s good.” [Verse 2] Mountains stackin’ like God’s own joke, River so fast our axle broke The map ran out and the guide got mad, So they staked their claim with what they had. [Chorus] They looked around with a weary grin, I'm just not climbing a mountain again I think my prayers' have been misunderstood One gal cried, “Just shoot me! Here’s good.” [Bridge] They dreamed of Eden, found a canyon wall, Said, “Ain’t no promised land at all!” So they made their stand with stubborn pride, Right where their wagon broke down and died. [Final Chorus] They looked around with a weary grin, “No sense movin’, no not again.” I think our prayers' have been misunderstood History was written with a shrug: “Here’s good.” [Tag Spoken, wry] “Kids, unpack the pots… we live HERE now.”
