This town's seen its best days
I wish I'd been there to see them
But it's been a long time since 1949
And everyone here done walked the line
There's a breeze in the trees, and honey in the sky
There's green in the leaves, and the corn grows high
The kids still play, and the birds still sing
Every summer when I was small
I'd climb on every tractor, I'd sit up tall
I'd close my eyes and dream of living in the fields
But the farm's been sold, the bank made a better deal
There's a breeze in the trees, and honey in the sky
There's green in the leaves, and the corn grows high
The kids still play, and the birds still sing
There's a breeze in the trees, and honey in the sky
There's green in the leaves, and the grass grows high
But the farm's been sold, and there's nowhere left to go
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This town's seen its best days
I wish I'd been there to see them
But it's been a long time since 1949
And everyone here done walked the line
There's a breeze in the trees, and honey in the sky
There's green in the leaves, and the corn grows high
The kids still play, and the birds still sing
Every summer when I was small
I'd climb on every tractor, I'd sit up tall
I'd close my eyes and dream of living in the fields
But the farm's been sold, the bank made a better deal
There's a breeze in the trees, and honey in the sky
There's green in the leaves, and the corn grows high
The kids still play, and the birds still sing
There's a breeze in the trees, and honey in the sky
There's green in the leaves, and the grass grows high
But the farm's been sold, and there's nowhere left to go
I wish I'd been there to see them
But it's been a long time since 1949
And everyone here done walked the line
There's a breeze in the trees, and honey in the sky
There's green in the leaves, and the corn grows high
The kids still play, and the birds still sing
Every summer when I was small
I'd climb on every tractor, I'd sit up tall
I'd close my eyes and dream of living in the fields
But the farm's been sold, the bank made a better deal
There's a breeze in the trees, and honey in the sky
There's green in the leaves, and the corn grows high
The kids still play, and the birds still sing
There's a breeze in the trees, and honey in the sky
There's green in the leaves, and the grass grows high
But the farm's been sold, and there's nowhere left to go
Writer: Nathaniel Kerbin
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