Hey there mister can you tell me
what happened to the seeds I've sown
Can you give me a reason sir as to
They've just blown around
Till they're back out on these fields
Where they fall from my hand
Back into the dirt of this hard land
Now even the rain it don't come 'round
It don't come 'round here no more
And the only sound at night's
Slammin' the back porch door
It just stirs you up like it wants
Leavin' all them scarecrows
Face down in the dirt of this hard land
From a building up on the hill
I can hear a tape deck blastin'
I can see them Bar- M choppers
Sweepin' low across the plains
we're lookin' for lost cattle
We're ridin' in the whirlwind
searchin' for lost treasure
Way down south of the Rio Grande
We're ridin' 'cross that river
Up onto the banks of this hard land
Hey Frank won't ya 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
We'll sleep in the fields
We'll sleep by the rivers
Well if you can't make it
Stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive
And meet me in a dream of this hard land
