Bruce Springsteen — This Hard Land

[Verse 1] 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? They've just blown around from town to town Back out on to these fields Where they fall from my hand Back into the dirt of this hard land [Verse 2] Now me and my sister From Germantown, we did ride We made our bed, sir From the rock on the mountainside We've been blowin' around from town to town Lookin for a place to land Where the sun could break through the clouds and fall like a circle A circle of fire down on this hard land [Verse 3] Now even the rain it don't come round Don't come round here no more And the only sound at night Is the wind slammin' the back-porch door It just stirs you up like it wants to just blow you down Twistin' and churnin' up the sand Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' face down Into the dirt of this hard land [Verse 4] From a building up on the hill I can hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range" I can hear them Bar-M choppers Sweepin' low across the plains It's me and you, Frank, we're lookin' for lost cattle Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand We're ridin' in the whirlwind, searchin' for a treasure Way down south of the Rio Grande We're ridin' across that river in the moonlight Up onto the banks of this hard land [Verse 5] Hey Frank, won't you pack your bags And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall? Just one kiss from you, my brother And we'll ride until we fall Well sleep out in the fields, we'll sleep by the rivers And in the morning, we'll make a plan Well, if you can't make it Stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive, if you can And meet me in a dream of this hard land