Lyrics:
thought it was
He had to come back to the place he loves
'Cause there ain't much of nothin' out here
Just a bunch of fence and pasture
Grain elevators
station
No bullet proof glass, this is family owned
Yeah, that's where I belong
Where there's a little white church, couple run down shacks
Grain elevator
day but this town is all they know… with
3 stoplights and grain elevator
working the land to put food on the table
family life struggles to survive
the name of religion
And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend
People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting
Oh, you know
come from Hong Kong
This tune is home grown
Don't come from Hong Kong
I been hangin' around grain elevators
I been learnin' 'bout food
I been
come from Hong Kong
This tune is home grown
Don't come from Hong Kong
I been hangin' around grain elevators
I been learnin' 'bout food
I been
you change the stations
Count the grain elevators in the rearview mirror'
She said, â??Mister, anywhere you point this thing
It got to beat the hell
the stations
Count the grain elevators in the rearview mirror
She said mister anywhere you point this thing
It got to beat the hell out of the sting
Of going
the grain elevators in the rearview mirror
She said mister, anywhere you point this thing
It got to beat the hell out of the sting
Of going to bed with every
days.
When times were hard, and the grain elevators stood empty against the black Midwestern sky, She gave him praise for a hard day's work, and hope for
found his suicide inside of a grain elevator
Got over it, I had no other office or options
Thought about whether or not mom and pop was watching
Never
saw, while squinting, the hidden layer
In those lost-era grain elevators
Feudal beginnings, amber wave looseness
Post-Nordic grinning tired
excuses you hear what I'm saying
I'll leave you In The dust if you ducking playing
This that elevator music have a niggah waiting
Go against the grain
The sun comes up on the far side of town
with the grain elevators and tracks
and the dogs get barking at the sound of the trains
cause it sounds
sing
Yeah, it's like a tattoo I ain't scared to let everybody see
This place sure left it's mark on me
There's the grain elevator
In '82 they shut 'er
clubs
Oiled gears and whiskey mugs
Electric fences and cultivators
Nitrogen fertilizer and grain elevators
Vegetable gardens and turkeys carved
Scarecrow
This tune is home grown
Don't come from Hong Kong
I been hangin' around grain elevators
I been learnin' 'bout food
I been talkin' to soil farmers
I
direction's clear
Wash up get your money and get out of here
Come watch the grain elevators burst
We're well fed but nothing touches the thirst
We're well
turn their backs on
A neighbor in need
I guess that's just the midwestern code
Grain elevators make the country skyline
Little square towns, spread out
Grain elevators too, here
The pride and joy of sweet Saskatchewan
We came here for the half-life
And stayed here for our whole life
To give
where the tallest buildings are all grain elevators
Long gone to Saskatchewan
Yeah I'm outta this place, bound for the farm
I ain't taking no
have our separate scissortail dreams
And I love passing grain elevators like ships in the night
But I just can't stand how hot it can get here sometimes
trailers backed up down by the elevators
Train track grain car'll roll in later
Get filled up and head on out in the world
It's harvest time in this
Life is like an elevator with its ups and downs
If the sky is the limit see me touching the clouds
Stayin fly is a given ain't no fuckin around
Awesome
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