Waterflow

Miles of flat land that I call home
Ten generations before me
Not a drop of water
In a long memory
We've still a country to feed

Woah, won't the water flow
My field's a dust bowl
Woah, I'm hanging on to hope
Woah

We lost the cattle last summer gone
Too little feed for winter's table
My girl is near her teens
She's never been in new clothing
Why aren't we able?

Woah, won't the water flow
My field's a dust bowl
Woah, I'm hanging onto hope
Woah

The family cross the way
The gave in yesterday
200 years ends in foreclosure
But they're still plowing soil
And seeding the land
Not believing that it's over

Woah, won't the water flow
My field's a dust bowl
Woah, I'm hanging onto hope
Woah
Woah
Woah



Credits
Writer(s): Susan Odle
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