Show Of Hands

Come By
My father found this land in the early sixties And he led me by the hand across the endless fields He made these hills his own Clearing every stone In the wind and the rain alone He was a farmer Our dogs would drive the flock to the higher pasture And I'd watch him choose the rocks to mend the dry stone walls The steel beneath the skin When he'd call the stragglers in His voice upon the wind Ever a farmer Come on Away Come by Lie Down In 1986 when the dark clouds gathered And the cold winds from the East was dusted with decay On the great and on the small It settled on us all And we watched the margins fall For the farmer Songtexte So where are the shearlings now to gather in the folds To count to clip and mark when there's no fleece to be sold And when a life of learning skills Out on these Western hills It barely pays the bills For a farmer Come on Away Come by Lie Down So now he sits and stares into the distance Then I watch him climb the stairs where restless in his sleep he stretches out his hand And the dogs on his command Strong eyed still work the land With a farmer Come on Away Come by Lie down Steady That'll do. Aus Songtexte Mania