Paroles de Six-year Drought
I guess you had your reasonsFor the way you used to be
Don't why I couldn't please you
You just never had much faith in me
There's fine dust in the tire ruts now
Along the old feed road
They're workin' on a six year drought
Just so you know
I can pull my weightI can hold my own
I can sling that blade all summer long
'Til the thistles fall And the pasture's clear
And the work's all done for another year
I can hold my own
The world was like a distant storm
I could feel it on the breeze
But it made so little difference here
Just a whisper in the trees
Mending fence for room and board
Was mostly all I'd done
For I was still a prisoner here
In 1961
The sucker rod on the windmill creaks
Now and then you hear a car And they carry on despite this heat
I bet you'd tell me what that proves
There's fine dust in the tire ruts now
The creeks no longer run
But I am just a visitor here
The drought won't hurt me none
Just so you know
I can pull my weightI can hold my own
I can sling that blade all summer long
'Til the thistles fall And the pasture's clear
And the work's all done for another year
I can hold my own
The world was like a distant storm
I could feel it on the breeze
But it made so little difference here
Just a whisper in the trees
Mending fence for room and board
Was mostly all I'd done
For I was still a prisoner here
In 1961
The sucker rod on the windmill creaks
Now and then you hear a car And they carry on despite this heat
I bet you'd tell me what that proves
There's fine dust in the tire ruts now
The creeks no longer run
But I am just a visitor here
The drought won't hurt me none
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