forest full of wolves - bill mallonee lyrics
well, the roads are frozen mud & the world has come a part
it all hangs in the balance of a single spark
i don’t know if she’ll crank…they say it’s 10 below
and that’s a lot to ask…from an old beat up ford
was it all just a fool errand…this dream about the land?
a small farm and a few kids & a wife to hold hands
first the drought & then the dust, till there’s really nothing left
the the banker-man w/ a gold watch & a gold cross on his vest
and i’m sorry
but everything keeps turning
i’m sorry
i couldn’t keep the home fires burning
fled the heartland for california in this beat-up truck
we had jesus on the dashboard; but it may not be enough
roads are frozen mud & god, this is a different kind of cold
and that’s a whole lot to ask my friend from an old beat up ford
and i’m sorry
but everything keeps turning
i’m sorry
i couldn’t keep the home fires burning
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