I grew up overshadowed by lush fields
Couldn't catch the eye of no city boy
Here I am devoted to myself
How I love the way I look in blue jeans
Can't believe I let the smog cloud my eye
Where the lush fields stand
And the flowing creeks surround
I'll ride my battered bycicle with you by my side
There's a whisper in the Nebraska breeze
Reminding me of home
That whisper builds
That whisper cries
Home in the morning skies
You appear on the horizon
Brushing that curly hair from your eyes
The city folk with their fancy gadgets
Cement fields like grey tombs
Don't have nothin' on our way of life
Just listen to the birds
Don't live your life like a theif
Today might feel a time to be like a theif
But that ain't no way to lead a life
You know, there's a lot I drive by in my battered bycicle
Folk who is messing up
Always stay strong, my friend
Always stay strong
In Nebraska, when I was a child
I met a strong man
"How can you be so strong?" asked I
Here was his wise reply
Don't live your life like a theif
Today might feel a time to be like a theif
But that ain't no way to lead a life
Met an old lady who lived like a theif
"What happened to her?" asked I
Here was his wise reprise
Don't live your life like a theif
Today might feel a time to be like a theif
But that ain't no way to lead a life
That lady's gone now
It's sad but true
Always stay strong, my friend
Always stay strong
May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 12:49 AM UTC
I grew up overshadowed by lush fields
Couldn't catch the eye of no city boy
Here I am devoted to myself
How I love the way I look in blue jeans
Can't believe I let the smog cloud my eye
Where the lush fields stand
And the flowing creeks surround
I'll ride my battered bycicle with you by my side
There's a whisper in the Nebraska breeze
Reminding me of home
That whisper builds
That whisper cries
Home in the morning skies
You appear on the horizon
Brushing that curly hair from your eyes
The city folk with their fancy gadgets
Cement fields like grey tombs
Don't have nothin' on our way of life
Just listen to the birds
Don't live your life like a theif
Today might feel a time to be like a theif
But that ain't no way to lead a life
You know, there's a lot I drive by in my battered bycicle
Folk who is messing up
Always stay strong, my friend
Always stay strong
In Nebraska, when I was a child
I met a strong man
"How can you be so strong?" asked I
Here was his wise reply
Don't live your life like a theif
Today might feel a time to be like a theif
But that ain't no way to lead a life
Met an old lady who lived like a theif
"What happened to her?" asked I
Here was his wise reprise
Don't live your life like a theif
Today might feel a time to be like a theif
But that ain't no way to lead a life
That lady's gone now
It's sad but true
Always stay strong, my friend
Always stay strong
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