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  • Lyrics:Bruce Springsteen Music:Bruce Springsteen
    Hey there mister can you tell me
    What happened to the seeds I've sown
    Can you give me a reason, sir, as to why they've never grown
    They've just blown around from town to town
    Back out on these fields
    Where they fall from my hand
    Back into the dirt of this hard land
    Well me and my sister
    From Germantown we did ride
    We made our bed, sir
    From the rock on the mountainside
    We been blowin' around from town to town
    Lookin' for a place to stand
    Where the sun burst through the clouds and fall like a circle
    A circle of fire down on this hard land
    Now even the rain it don't come 'round
    Don't come 'round here no more
    And the only sound at night's the wind
    Slammin' the back porch door
    Yeah it stirs you up like it wants to blow you down
    Twistin' and churnin' up the sand
    Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' facedown
    In the dirt of this hard land
    From a building up on the hill
    I can hear a tape deck blastin' 'Home on the Range'
    I can hear them Bar-M choppers
    Sweepin' low across the plains
    It's me and you, Frank, we're lookin' for lost cattle
    Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand
    We're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for lost treasure
    Way down south of the Rio Grande
    We're ridin' 'cross that river in the moonlight
    Up onto the banks of this hard land
    Hey, Frank, won't you pack your bags
    And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall
    Just one kiss from you, my brother
    And we'll ride until we fall
    Well sleep in the fields
    We'll sleep by the rivers
    And in the morning we'll make a plan
    Well if you can't make it stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive if you can
    And meet me in a dream of this hard land
  • Lyrics:Bruce Springsteen Music:Bruce Springsteen
    Hey there mister can you tell me
    What happened to the seeds I've sown
    Can you give me a reason, sir, as to why they've never grown
    They've just blown around from town to town
    Back out on these fields
    Where they fall from my hand
    Back into the dirt of this hard land
    Well me and my sister
    From Germantown we did ride
    We made our bed, sir
    From the rock on the mountainside
    We been blowin' around from town to town
    Lookin' for a place to stand
    Where the sun burst through the clouds and fall like a circle
    A circle of fire down on this hard land
    Now even the rain it don't come 'round
    Don't come 'round here no more
    And the only sound at night's the wind
    Slammin' the back porch door
    Yeah it stirs you up like it wants to blow you down
    Twistin' and churnin' up the sand
    Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' facedown
    In the dirt of this hard land
    From a building up on the hill
    I can hear a tape deck blastin' 'Home on the Range'
    I can hear them Bar-M choppers
    Sweepin' low across the plains
    It's me and you, Frank, we're lookin' for lost cattle
    Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand
    We're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for lost treasure
    Way down south of the Rio Grande
    We're ridin' 'cross that river in the moonlight
    Up onto the banks of this hard land
    Hey, Frank, won't you pack your bags
    And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall
    Just one kiss from you, my brother
    And we'll ride until we fall
    Well sleep in the fields
    We'll sleep by the rivers
    And in the morning we'll make a plan
    Well if you can't make it stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive if you can
    And meet me in a dream of this hard land