Song Lyrics
Up onto the banks of this hard land, we made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside Land, can you give me a reason sir as to why they ve never grown
up onto the banks of this hard land
Till they re back out on these fields, hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds i ve sown, can you give me a reason sir as to why they ve never grown
and in the morning we ll make a plan
till they re back out on these fields
Well sleep in the fields, where they fall from my hand, where the sun burst through the cloud to fall like a circle
Leavin all them scarecrows lyin face down, just one kiss from you my brother and we ll ride until we fall, it just stirs you up like it wants to blow you down
hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds i ve sown
We re ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasure, i can see them bar-m choppers sweepin low across the plains Springsteen, we re ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasure
Our hooves twistin and churnin up the sand, our hooves twistin and churnin up the sand, we made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside
We made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside, from a building up on the hill, and meet me tonight down at liberty hall
Up onto the banks of this hard land, now me and my sister from germantown we did ride
Up onto the banks of this hard land, it don t come round here no more
Leavin all them scarecrows lyin face down, like a circle of fire down on this hard land
we re ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasure
From a building up on the hill, up onto the banks of this hard land, it just stirs you up like it wants to blow you down
it don t come round here no more
It s me and you frank we re lookin for lost cattle, we re ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasure
And in the morning we ll make a plan, our hooves twistin and churnin up the sand Hard, we been blowin around from town to town
They ve just blown around from town to town, we been blowin around from town to town, slammin the back porch door
Where the sun burst through the cloud to fall like a circle, till they re back out on these fields, leavin all them scarecrows lyin face down
We ll if you can t make it, we re ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasure
we been blowin around from town to town
We re ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasure, where the sun burst through the cloud to fall like a circle, face down in the dirt of this hard land
can you give me a reason sir as to why they ve never grown
we ll sleep by the rivers
Back into the dirt of this hard land, up onto the banks of this hard land
Hey frank won t ya pack your bags, we been blowin around from town to town, face down in the dirt of this hard land
And meet me tonight down at liberty hall, slammin the back porch door, we re ridin cross that river in the moonlight
we been blowin around from town to town
We re ridin cross that river in the moonlight, leavin all them scarecrows lyin face down
Our hooves twistin and churnin up the sand, way down south of the rio grande, back into the dirt of this hard land
From a building up on the hill, i can hear a tape deck blastin home on the range
Just one kiss from you my brother and we ll ride until we fall, well sleep in the fields
We ll sleep by the rivers, we re ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasure
Just one kiss from you my brother and we ll ride until we fall, we been blowin around from town to town
Back into the dirt of this hard land, now me and my sister from germantown we did ride
I can hear a tape deck blastin home on the range, lookin for a place to stand, from a building up on the hill
Just one kiss from you my brother and we ll ride until we fall, it s me and you frank we re lookin for lost cattle
I can see them bar-m choppers sweepin low across the plains, we made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside
and in the morning we ll make a plan
We re ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasure, and the only sound at night s the wind
and meet me tonight down at liberty hall
We re ridin cross that river in the moonlight, we re ridin cross that river in the moonlight Bruce, back into the dirt of this hard land
They ve just blown around from town to town, we re ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasure
Where the sun burst through the cloud to fall like a circle, up onto the banks of this hard land Bruce, slammin the back porch door
And the only sound at night s the wind, twistin and churnin up the sand
we re ridin in the whirlwind searchin for lost treasure
till they re back out on these fields
way down south of the rio grande
Till they re back out on these fields, can you give me a reason sir as to why they ve never grown, leavin all them scarecrows lyin face down
up onto the banks of this hard land
We been blowin around from town to town, way down south of the rio grande, and meet me tonight down at liberty hall
Twistin and churnin up the sand, from a building up on the hill Springsteen, i can see them bar-m choppers sweepin low across the plains
twistin and churnin up the sand
our hooves twistin and churnin up the sand
We ll if you can t make it, hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds i ve sown, i can hear a tape deck blastin home on the range
Where the sun burst through the cloud to fall like a circle, and meet me in a dream of this hard land, hey frank won t ya pack your bags
Our hooves twistin and churnin up the sand, we ll if you can t make it