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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThis Hard Land
Hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds I've sownCan you give me a reason sir as to why they've never grownThey've just blown around from town to townTill they're back out on these fieldsWhere they fall from my handBack into the dirt of this hard landNow me and my sister from GermantownWe did rideWe made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainsideWe been blowin' around from town to townLookin for a place to standWhere the sun burst through the cloudTo fall like a circleLike a circle of fire down on this hard landNow even the rain it don't come 'roundIt don't come 'round here no moreAnd the only sound at night's the windSlammin' the back porch doorIt just stirs you up like it wants to blow you downTwistin' and churnin' up the sandLeavin' all them scarecrows lyin' face downFace down in the dirt of this hard landFrom a building up on the hillI can hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range"I can see them Bar-M choppersSweepin' low across the plainsIt's me and you Frank we're lookin' for lost cattleOur hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sandWe're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for lost treasureWay down south of the Rio GrandeWe're ridin' cross that riverIn the moonlightUp onto the banks of this hard landHey Frank won't ya pack your bagsAnd meet me tonight down at Liberty HallJust one kiss from you my brotherAnd we'll ride until we fallWell sleep in the fieldsWe'll sleep by the rivers and in the morningWe'll make a planWe'll if you can't make itStay hard, stay hungry, stay aliveIf you canAnd meet me in a dream of this hard land
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