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thankful for the day and next
Year's crops are gathered in the fall"

Then came the day when all their
Land was bare and worn-out
Soil but the farmer's land

of the best crops in Grimes County

Though papa died with that dream still in his head
A desire in his heart, a promise on his lips, calluses on both hands

You never know what the future holds in the shallow soil of Monsanto, Monsanto
The moon is full and the seeds are sown while the farmer toils for

You never know what the future holds in the shallow soil of Monsanto, Monsanto
The moon is full and the seeds are sown while the farmer toils for

Trouble in the Fields

Nanci Griffith

The Dust Bowl Symphony

1999

fields in dust as deep as snow

And all this trouble in our fields
If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal
They'll never take our native soil
But

on poor quality soil offering very little nourishment
Drinking 'Nurishment'. 
But weeds must be kept under strict control or they will destroy everything

And because they had no root they withered

And others fell among thorns
And the thorns came up and choked them

And others fell on good soil and yielded a crop

Lost again, I will say it slowly.
Honest friend, honestly you know me.			
Call it stupid, call it palimony
you tend the soil, for this crop I'm

Lockjaw [Album Version]

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Mack Daddy

1992

crops
A weak hip-hop boy tried to jock my spot and he flopped
He went down to the concrete ground
I'm a hound when I get down
And I'm back, the mack with

It was in the year eighteen forty and five
A great hunger came o'er the land
And it was the neglect of the rulers to be
That no crops could the soil

Like the walls of your stare, you will fall (within you)
Succumb to the new and give way
Old fields will fail (memory)
Yielding crops of rock ad

to the crop
Gentle child of sky and soil

Fertile and productive
Robust and perspective
Nature takes its own
Nature gifts its better
Soil embraces prey

The crops are all in and
The peaches are rotting
The oranges are packed in the creosote dumps
They're flying you back to the Mexico border
To pay all

Deteriorated flesh used as top-soil, to replenish and nourish seed
Spreading this human potash, as ash matured
Recycling my rich harvest, bring out your dead

on rocky places
Where it did not have much soil
Other seed fell among thorns
Which grew up and choked the plants
Still other seed fell on good soil
Where it

moon
Want you in my arms right now
I don't wanna wait
Oh no
For another rainfall

I literally got, a crop rotation of prime, for you all the time
I

One Girl Cried

Tim O'Brien

Rock in My Shoe

alone
But the music hit it's mark when one girl cried

People try to make things happen
They plant a seed to make it grow
They choose a crop to fit

more barren with each passing day

And our days are growing few

The soil once fertile now sticks in the plough
Once plentiful berries grow scarce

Sugar Cinnamon

Portugal. The Man

Church Mouth

2007

dance on that cross)

Speech trial come and lead my palms (sleeping on the streets)
Soil pressed to the knees and below (sleeping on the streets)
Slip

no more soil touch almost the whole crops
Been sold down the dark cave, the lightless, black
Black hole.

Now you've heard the stories of the great big

dark beneath
turn up the soil now
let it breath

Tunnel down, pull it up
Climbing up, pulling down

Pressed down the crop splits from the ground with

there's nothing left for her in me

Chorus:
The crows pick kernels from the fields, 
The soil's reaped til nothing yields, 
The crop was rich, but now it's

Love is like tilling fields
So that a good crop can grow
You'd better know where to drop your grain
Otherwise you can work in vain
And see your

To calm me down
To help me by

Casting their stones in the soil
Reaping a pestilent crop
Fed to the doomsayers

Red eyes brace for the sunlight
Dreams