Damn This Field
Copyright 2016 Tennyson Road Music

Damn this field!
Ploughing is rough
In this wind, in this dust

Damn you, field!
You never offered a crop
Worth this work and this fuss

Hold on, Bess!
Don't hurt yourself!
Ten furrows left
Won't be long now
We'll unhook this plow

Curse this land!
For burning these hands,
Sticking knives in my knees

Curse you, land!
If it's pain you demand
You should be righteously pleased

Woah there, Jess
My God you sweat!
Just eight rows left
Won't be long now
You'll get some rest...

...........

Damn this field
For taking Pa
Still see him slumped over

And for muffling the shout
Of his heart giving out
In the weeds in your corner

Woah there girls
Don't go down in these furrows
Just six rows left
Won't be long now
You'll get your rest...

Damn you, field!
You never upheld
Your end of the bargain

Damn you to hell!
Next to nothing to sell
Come the freezing this Autumn

Hold on Bess
It's not you I address
It won't be long now
No, it won't be long now
We'll get you some rest
We'll get you some rest... 

Damn This Field

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Damn This Field

PaulCanuck