A Place of Their Own

The farmer's son said don't cry mother dear
Now we'll have to work the land
She just sighed and wiped away her tears
Son, you'll never understand

In the fall there came an early frost
And in the spring an endless drought
The only greater toll than what they'd lost
Is what they'd learn to live without

But it's a place of their own
A piece of earth beneath the sun
The only home they've ever known
Where they'll stay when all is
Said and done
Said and done

A gunman rode atop the hill one day
And soon came nigh on thirty more
Though none among them had a word to say
Their faces held the weight of war

The farmer's son, he did not hesitate
To take up arms against the men
And so resigned to share his father's fate
In a fight he couldn't win

But it's a place of their own
A piece of earth beneath the sun
The only home they've ever known
Where they'll stay when all is
Said and done
Said and done

The farmer's son said don't cry mother dear
You know I did the best I could
She just sighed and wiped away her tears
Son, you never understood

But it's a place of their own
A piece of earth beneath the sun
The only home they've ever known
Where they'll stay when all is
Said and done
Said and done
Oh said and done
Said and done