Way before the sun up, on his second cup, Hes out across the open sky. As streaks of orange, pink, and Wash over of new mown hay The fills a cowboys heart with pride.
He slowly from his chair, His is stiff, greys in his hair. Hes spent a lot of lone in the sun. He aint one to complain He up, takes the reins, And har til his working day is done.
You can see it in the eyes of woman and man Whove their whole lives living close to the land. Theres a for the country And a in the brand In heartland living close to the land In Americas close to the land.
When the sun is overhead Shes been hours out of bed. Shes still got a lot of to do, Pulling weeds an jeans And faith when times are lean, She does a mans work and a too.
run a tractor, water stock, Fix the truck, then feed her But somehow she gets from the ground. She aint got a thing to She simply what she must do From early morning til the sun down.
You can see it in the eyes of woman and man Whove spent their whole lives close to the land. a love for the country And a in the brand In Americas heartland close to the land In Americas close to the land.
Theres that the people know Who make things live and make things Deeper the words of any sage unless youve touched this earth, Planted seeds, or given The human heart can come of age.
You can see it in the eyes of every and man spent their whole lives living close to the land. Theres a love for this And a in the brand In heartland living close to the land In Americas close to the land.
Bringin in the sheaves, bringin in the We shall come bringin in the sheaves. Tis a to be simple, Tis a to be free, Tis a gift to down Where we to be.
we find ourselves in the place just right It be in the valley of love and delight. And when simplicity is gained To bow and to bend we be ashamed. To turn, turn will be our Til by turning, turning we round right.