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Robin Holcomb - Iowa Lands lyrics
Millions of acres of Iowa lands Soon you can pay for your own farm and home This gives you the free pass, industrious hands Whole families Whole families Whole families are on the move Seen enough of the Wild West to make me unfit To live in the new world, contented in it My god, and the men And the women we’ve met Whole families Whole families Whole families are on the move Drag all of your treasures out into the yard Relations who wait for your news need not know Photographing your happiness here is so hard All the storms are on the ocean There’s no darkness to soften the daylight And the old ghosts have all departed Their great families Save all of the shadows Before their fleet substance fades Make a print you can hold In the palm of your hand For one day the land Is going to wake out Of a long troubled sleep To take back your home And your crops it shall keep You may follow your road As far west as it goes And you tracks will fill up With the dust, then the snow Till the land looks much as it did Long ago, before families were on the move |
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