Robin Holcomb - Iowa Lands Lyrics
Millions of acres of Iowa landsSoon you can pay for your own farm and homeThis gives you the free pass, industrious handsWhole familiesWhole familiesWhole families are on the moveSeen enough of the Wild West to make me unfitTo live in the new world, contented in itMy god, and the menAnd the women we've metWhole familiesWhole familiesWhole families are on the moveDrag all of your treasures out into the yardRelations who wait for your news need not knowPhotographing your happiness here is so hardAll the storms are on the oceanThere's no darkness to soften the daylightAnd the old ghosts have all departedTheir great familiesSave all of the shadowsBefore their fleet substance fadesMake a print you can holdIn the palm of your handFor one day the landIs going to wake outOf a long troubled sleepTo take back your homeAnd your crops it shall keepYou may follow your roadAs far west as it goesAnd you tracks will fill upWith the dust, then the snowTill the land looks much as it didLong ago, before families were on the move
