Bruce Springsteen - This Hard Land Lyrics
Hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds Ive sownCan you give me a reason sir as to why theyve never grownTheyve just blown around from town to townTill theyre 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 dont come roundIt dont come round here no moreAnd the only sound at nights 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 rangeI can see them bar-m choppersSweepin low across the plainsIts me and you frank were lookin for lost cattleOur hooves twistin and churnin up the sandWere ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasureWay down south of the rio grandeWere ridin cross that riverIn the moonlightUp onto the banks of this hard landHey frank wont ya pack your bagsAnd meet me tonight down at liberty hallJust one kiss from you my brotherAnd well ride until we fallWell sleep in the fieldsWell sleep by the rivers and in the morningWell make a planWell if you cant make itStay hard, stay hungry, stay aliveIf you canAnd meet me in a dream of this hard land
