Lyrics:
dress Grandma
stood at the door In old work clothes Grandpa in
the barn yard Miles and miles of yellow wheat fields
Greens of clover surround
But on the back side it didn't say nothing
[God blessed America for me.]
When the sun come shining, then I was strolling
In wheat fields waving
come down and have some fun
But she knows what the score is
Down here on the farm
I can't fall in love with a wheat field
I can't fall in love with
need
Another meadow
There are cornfields
And wheat fields enough to grow
There are sunbeams
And moonbeams enough to shine
Oh listen, lord,
If you
The sun came shining and I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting
This land was
But on the back side it didn't say nothing
[God blessed America for me.]
When the sun come shining, then I was strolling
In wheat fields waving
need
Another meadow
There are cornfields
And wheat fields enough to grow
There are sunbeams
And moonbeams enough to shine
Oh listen, lord,
If you
and be clever
I got my papers and a cyanide pill
My Polaroid's a taser in disguise
There's a base in the hills
And the wheat fields looks like Kansas
don't need another meadow
There are corn fields and wheat fields
Enough to grow
There are sun beams and moon beams
Enough to shine
Come on listen,
need
Another meadow
There are cornfields
And wheat fields enough to grow
There are sunbeams
And moonbeams enough to shine
Oh listen, Lord,
If you
always ending again
Breaking another dream
A dream where we could breathe
In the heavy curtained Prairie air of summer night
Watching lightning over wheat
I tend the wheat field that makes your bread
I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed
Mother Nature & Mother Earth
Are two
mind
Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
need
Another meadow
There are cornfields
And wheat fields enough to grow
There are sunbeams
And moonbeams enough to shine
Oh listen, Lord,
If you
Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junk yards and the highways come between us
And some other woman crying to her mother
'Cause she
I was born a land-bound farm boy
And in New England raised
The rippling of the wheat fields
Well they were my ocean waves
Each rise and fall, each
diamond deserts And all around me a voice
was sounding This land was made for you and me Chorus
The sun comes shining as I was strolling The wheat
fields
Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
The sun came shining, and I was strolling
And the wheat
named Boo
How I loved bein' a free man
I can still recall, the wheat fields of St. Paul
And the mornin' we got caught robbin' from an old hen
Old
on my mind
Though the wheat fields and the coal mines and the junkyards
And the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
Have you ever seen a prairie wind
Make a wave on a wheat field bringing needed rain
Have you ever seen a mama stop
A baby's cry with just
Come blackest crow, start the wheat field blow
In a wind so high, it waves and glows
'Til you can't see the wood for the trees
I'm like anybody
But on the back side it didn't say nothing
[God blessed America for me.]
When the sun come shining, then I was strolling
In wheat fields waving
and wheat fields enough to grow
There are sunbeams and moonbeams enough to shine
Oh, listen, Lord, if you want to know
What the world needs now is love,
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