作曲 : Hay
Driving through the south 
No need to stop for gas 
That’s all taken care of 
By the gas man 
Some of it is very beautiful 
And some of it has scars 
And some of it is ugly 
As a bigot in a bar 
Driving through the south by car 
Me and Bonn and 
Charlie B 
The night makes us stop 
By the side of the road for tea 
I stare up in the distance 
A branding iron is stuck up in the night sky 
It’s in the shape of 
America And it’s in flames 
But I’m not sure why 
Into the cornfields 
Into the cornfields 
And we know a secret 
It happened some time ago 
A woman killed a man here 
She was in a traveling show 
Burlesque you could say 
With breasts and body beautiful 
But serpents appeared from her shoulder blades 
That’s why the people come 
Into the cornfields 
Into the cornfields 
Into the cornfields 
We don’t we don’t we don’t want to go 
We’re in Virginia now 
It’s so beautiful and green 
Hill and valleys and opens skies 
Yes it’s the best we’ve ever seen 
We’re still sitting by the roadside 
Waitin’ for a sign 
Yeah me and 
Bonn and Charlie 
B Together for a time 
Into the cornfields 
Into the cornfields 
Into the cornfields 
We don’t we don’t we don’t want to go 
Into the cornfields 
Into the cornfields 
Into the cornfields 
We don’t we don’t we don’t want to go back there