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Dust Bowl Dance |
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The young man stands on the edge of his porch |
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The days were short and the father was gone |
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There was no one in the town and no one in the field |
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This dusty barren land had given all it could yield |
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I've been kicked off my land at the age of sixteen |
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And I have no idea where else my heart could have been |
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I placed all my trust at the foot of this hill |
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And now I am sure my heart can never be still |
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So collect your courage and collect your horse |
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And pray you never feel this same kind of remorse |
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Seal my heart and brake my pride |
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I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide |
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Align my heart, my body, my mind |
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To face what I've done and do my time |
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Well you are my accuser, now look in my face |
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Your opression reeks of your greed and disgrace |
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So one man has and another has not |
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How can you love what it is you have got |
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When you took it all from the weak hands of the poor? |
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Liars and thieves you know not what is in store |
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There will come a time I will look in your eye |
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You will pray to the God that you always denied |
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The I'll go out back and I'll get my gun |
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I'll say, "You haven't met me, I am the only son" |
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Seal my heart and brake my pride |
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I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide |
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Align my heart, my body, my mind |
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To face what I've done and do my time |
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Well yes sir, yes sir, yes it was me |
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I know what I've done, cause I know what I've seen |
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I went out back and I got my gun |
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I said, "You haven't met me, I am the only son" |
