Homesick in Heaven

Long leg spider, tightrope walking
The days are so pleasant
But I am homesick in Heaven
The telephone is ringing
And I pick up the receiver
There's no one on the other line
The only voice is mine

Don't you know you love me?
Don't you know you do?
Burn some sage and send it to the clouds
And I'll love you, too

The rain is pouring out of God's mouth
It falls asleep in the river
It saves us from the drought
The fleas are all dancing
To their marching band tunes
I am homesick in Heaven
I am singing God's blues

Don't you know you love me?
Don't you know you do?
Burn some sage and send it to the clouds
And I'll love you, too
Don't you know you love me?
Don't you know you do?
Burn some sage and send it to the clouds
And I'll love you, too