Lyrics:
some stupid song about crows in the wheatfield It's been so long since you saw crows in the wheatfield And don't forget that day you remember When
the job done we'll be on our way For them blue collar boys Out in them wheatfields, , down in them mines or pushin them windshields Haulin round the country
Oklahoma farm And when I spill her onto the ground I know she's home Back Home Wheatfields blowin' Corn growin' She's home It's been a long time Don't
somewhere new Golden wheatfields waving in her windowpane Snow capped Rockies up ahead She needs a fresh start like a dry field needs the rain Never looking
Your soul is a wheatfield in the wind The change of pressure sucks you right back in Those autumn nights, will once more begin Because your soul is
Spinning whirlwinds in Wheatfield's While my force fields repel four winds for broken seals Numbered Sedative Bending my brethren, breaking bread with Yeshua
and wheatfields, Enough to grow, There are sunbeams and moonbeams, Enough to shine, Oh listen Lord, if you want to no, What the world needs now is love sweet
the gutter go floatin' by No, baby, I don't know why all God's children cry I'll miss your skin, as golden as your wheatfield hair And where you go I hope
the wheatfields and the crows Is that perhaps what you've been feeling When you see the ground as you fall from the shy As the floors disappears from beneath
somethin' about the country on the very first day of springtime There's somethin' about a wheatfield, oh you know I love the prairie There's somethin' about
everyone Lord we don't need another meadow There are cornfields and wheatfields Enough to grow And there are sunbeams and moonbeams Enough to shine
meadow There are cornfields and wheatfields Enough to grow And there are sunbeams and moonbeams Enough to shine So listen, Lord If you want to know What
the gutter go floatin' by No, baby, I don't know why all God's children cry I'll miss your skin, as golden as your wheatfield hair And where you go I hope you
and wheatfields, Enough to grow, There are sunbeams and moonbeams, Enough to shine, Oh listen lord, if you want to no, What the world needs now is love sweet
and a dog named Boo How I love being a free man I can still recall the wheatfields near St. Paul And in the mornin' we got caught robbin' from an old hen
through your hair Hair like a wheatfield, I'd run through That I'd run through - And I miss you so - I miss you so No you're gone, I feel so alone I
and a dog named Boo How I love being a free man I can still recall the wheatfields near St. Paul And in the mornin' we got caught robbin' from an old hen
wheatfield A sky like a big blue bowl Guitar would start talking to her heart The girl was meant to rock and roll Katie did, Katie did Katie did what had
it's all crappy Look at the bald spot on yer pappy Listen to his wheatfield out there blowin' Hope its doin' better than his hair at growin' Drink your
Shadowbanned Shadowbanned Shadowbanned Shadowbanned Sky high on Reddit, kharma fly Over Amazon wheatfields and rivers of Red Bull Drip, gush, drip
It's always raining over the border There's been a plane crash out there In the wheatfields they're picking up the pieces We could go and look
colours See it in the open wheatfield Swaying softly in the breeze With all the grace and all the ease See it in that crazy moment When all is one and one
It's always raining over the border There's been a plane crash out there In the wheatfields they're picking up the pieces We could go and look
It's always raining over the border There's been a plane crash out there In the wheatfields they're picking up the pieces We could go and look
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