Lyrics

Old Farm Road

The grass is high and the fences are leanin' from years of the West wind blows.
Not much out here has any meanin', except what the the local folks know.

Walkin down an Old Farm Road
Walkin down an Old Farm Road

I pass a mailbox that's big as a suitcase where the postman fits the outside world.
The barn is old from the way it's leanin' and how the silo shingles curl.

Walkin down an Old Farm Road
Walkin down an Old Farm Road

This town that fed a nation and gave young men to the Army Air Corps
Hangs on to it's old traditions though no-one here remembers what for.

Walkin down an Old Farm Road
Walkin down an Old Farm Road

Well it's been years since these fields earned a livin' for the people that call them home
'Cause out here there's no forgivin', Mother Nature is on her own.

Walkin down an Old Farm Road
Walkin down an Old Farm Road
Walkin down an Old Farm Road
Walkin down an Old Farm Road