Drunken farm hand
I will always be
But summer comes
Full and sweet
Grass grows

Yet I sit in my cabin
I drink myself to sleep
Thinking of someone
Who is far far away
Where hills are unbroken
And cold in the night

Spitting tobacco as I clean the pens
The dogs walk behind me
My only loyal friends
And we are alone
Out in the pasture by the gate
Where cars never drive by
One streetlight shininig lonesome
Onto long dirt country road

I was drunk
I couldn't even stand
So I lay there in the pasture
With the snakes and spiders and dogs
Thinking of you with all my power
Just wanting to hear you speak
Underneath the silent heavens
Waves of stars in a bitter black sea