Acres Of Corn

作词:Tom Russell

作曲:Tom Russell

所属专辑:Wounded Heart Of America

歌词

歌曲名 Acres Of Corn

歌手名 Tom Russell

When I was a child I spoke as a child

Now Im a grown woman but my thoughts are still wild

I thought Id seen London or maybe Paris

But Im starin at cornfields and theyre starin at me

But dreams are just things that keep in a jar

You bury your dreams or you wish on a star

For an ocean line ticket back to where you were born

Away from these hard times and the acres of corn

Every now and again I take a small drink

From the blackberry brandy hidden under the sink

And I pull out that steam trunk and put on my gown

And I waltz through these cornfields til I fall to the ground

But dreams are just things that you keep in a trunk

Til the men are out workin or youve gone a bit drunk

Then you unlock your dreams but theyre tattered and worn

So you stare out the window at the acres of corn

Dreams are just things that keep in a jar

You bury your dreams or you wish on a star

For an ocean line ticket back to where you were born

Away from these hard times and the acres of corn

When I was a child I spoke as a child

Now Im a grown woman but my thoughts are still wild

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