Gold And Green Songtext
von Jonah Smith
Gold And Green Songtext
August, another era
Amber light and heat lamp sun
Freckled face, dust bowl shins
Invent your day′s fun
Looking out over Kansas skies
And waiting for a drop of rain
The wheat in the ground is drying up
And the dust is blowing on the southern plains
There's been twenty storms this year so far
But it′s wind instead of rain
And the sky is so dusty you can't see a star
But they're out there just the same
There′s hope for us somewhere
Maybe a life for us out west
We′ll work the land for someone else
And let the good lord do the rest
It's time to let things go for now
Life here has grown too lean
So pack your bags for nowhere
And dream of gold and green
There′s been twenty storms this year so far
But it's wind instead of rain
And the sky is so dusty you can′t see a star
But they're out there just the same
As we watched our land disappear
I could see your eyes grow tired
From crying for the life we had
Our dreams and our desires
It′s hard to make sense of things
And the world doesn't seem to care
But the preacher says the lord won't give
Us more than we can bear
There′s been twenty storms this year so far
But it′s wind instead of rain
And the sky is so dusty you can't see a star
But they′re out there just the same
There's been twenty storms this year so far
But it′s wind instead of rain
And the sky is so dusty you can't see a star
But they′re out there just the same
Amber light and heat lamp sun
Freckled face, dust bowl shins
Invent your day′s fun
Looking out over Kansas skies
And waiting for a drop of rain
The wheat in the ground is drying up
And the dust is blowing on the southern plains
There's been twenty storms this year so far
But it′s wind instead of rain
And the sky is so dusty you can't see a star
But they're out there just the same
There′s hope for us somewhere
Maybe a life for us out west
We′ll work the land for someone else
And let the good lord do the rest
It's time to let things go for now
Life here has grown too lean
So pack your bags for nowhere
And dream of gold and green
There′s been twenty storms this year so far
But it's wind instead of rain
And the sky is so dusty you can′t see a star
But they're out there just the same
As we watched our land disappear
I could see your eyes grow tired
From crying for the life we had
Our dreams and our desires
It′s hard to make sense of things
And the world doesn't seem to care
But the preacher says the lord won't give
Us more than we can bear
There′s been twenty storms this year so far
But it′s wind instead of rain
And the sky is so dusty you can't see a star
But they′re out there just the same
There's been twenty storms this year so far
But it′s wind instead of rain
And the sky is so dusty you can't see a star
But they′re out there just the same
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