Heard the dam was breaking September '84 I woulda sent you off a post card Mail don't come here anymore It's always pretty quiet The conversation lacks Cause folks all left here running They ain't never coming back Well I'm living here in thistle Living here alone A hundred feet of water Is the place I call my home Here below the surface There's a church and there's a bank But there isn't any money The economy is sank As for my sweet Jesus He ain't no swimming fool He took off for dryer pastures He ain't hanging around the pool Well I'm living here in thistle Living here alone And a hundred feet of water Is the place I call my home And I won't float away No I'd never float away Life is pretty simple There's no need for luxury About the only thing I'm missing Is a little company In the summer I see children Looking down here from their boats I send them up some loving I guess loving doesn't float Well I'm living here in thistle Happy as a clam I'm the only one to hang around Since they blew the dam I'm living here in thistle Peaceful as can be Well they say this lake is haunted But I know that it ain't me Hey I'm living here in thistle Living here alone A hundred feet of water Is the place I call my home And I will float away No I'd never float away I'd never float away