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dear prairie home - roger welsch lyrics

[verse 1]
there’s a dear old homestead on nebraska’s fertile
plain
where i toiled my manhood’s strength away;
all that labor now is lost to me, but it is shylock’s
gain
for that dear old home he claims today

[chorus]
ah, my dear prairie home! nevermore in years to
come
can i call what i made by toil my own;
the railroads and banks combined, the lawyers paid
to find
out a way to rob me of my home

[verse 2]
when first i took that prairie home, my heart was
light and g*y
and i sang as i turned the prairie sod;
my hair that then was thick and brown, today is thin
and white
and i’ve lost all faith in man and god

[chorus]
ah, my dear prairie home! nevermore in years to
come
can i call what i made by toil my own;
the railroads and banks combined, the lawyers paid
to find
out a way to rob me of my home
[verse 3]
it was many years ago that i first saw through this
scheme
and i struggled from their meshes to get free;
but my neighbors all around me then were in a party
dream
and they voted to rob my home from me

[chorus]
ah, my dear prairie home! nevermore in years to
come
can i call what i made by toil my own;
the railroads and banks combined, the lawyers paid
to find
out a way to rob me of my home

[verse 4]
now their homes are gone as well as mine, and they’re
awake at last
and they now see the great injustice done;
while some few their homes may save, yet the greater
part, alas!
must be homeless for all time to come

[chorus]
ah, my dear prairie home! nevermore in years to
come
can i call what i made by toil my own;
the railroads and banks combined, the lawyers paid
to find
out a way to rob me of my home
[verse 5]
we must now the robbers pay for a chance to till the
soil
and when god calls us over the great range
all heaven will be owned, i suppose, by men who never
toil
so i doubt if we notice the exchange

[chorus]
ah, my dear prairie home! nevermore in years to
come
can i call what i made by toil my own;
the railroads and banks combined, the lawyers paid
to find
out a way to rob me of my home

- roger welsch lyrics

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