Third year no rain, bank man at the gate
Clipboard and a necktie tellin' me it's late
Granddad broke this ground with a mule and a prayer
I ain't signin' nothin', mister, you can wait right there
Cracked hands, cracked earth
Tell me what a family name is worth
There's dust where the wheat was
But the roots go deeper down
You can take the tractor, not the ground
There's dust where the wheat was
And a stubborn man still standing in this town
Clouds are building out past Dodge
Smell it on the wind
Lord, if you're listening, now would be a fine time to begin
There's dust where the wheat was
But the roots go deeper down
You can take the tractor, not the ground
There's dust where the wheat was
And a stubborn man still standing in this town
