Old Farm House
Let's drive to the old farm house
Times are hard, we've gotta survive somehow
We can't work this land in the drought and snow
With our folks long gone, time to let it go
Let's drive to the old farm house
And I don't know how we got so far away
City life keeps me up all night in a concrete cage
And times, they change
Call it progress, call it pain
Step in through the old screen door
Walk the hall with my room right across from yours
Wipe the dust from the table and the picture frames
These things stayed here while the decades changed
Holding memories like a sweet refrain
Step in through the old screen door
And I don't know how we got so far away
City life keeps me up all night in a concrete cage
And times, they change
Call it progress, call it pain
And who knows what the future holds
Probably box stores and suburban homes
Oh, I know what the future holds
And I don't know how we got so far away
City life keeps me up all night in a concrete cage
And times, they change
Call it progress, call it pain
So let's drive to the old farm house
Take it in once more, then breathe it out
Have a drink with the ghosts and the meadowlarks
We can rock on the porch 'til the crickets start
One last serenade as the sky grows dark
Times are hard, we've gotta survive somehow
We can't work this land in the drought and snow
With our folks long gone, time to let it go
Let's drive to the old farm house
And I don't know how we got so far away
City life keeps me up all night in a concrete cage
And times, they change
Call it progress, call it pain
Step in through the old screen door
Walk the hall with my room right across from yours
Wipe the dust from the table and the picture frames
These things stayed here while the decades changed
Holding memories like a sweet refrain
Step in through the old screen door
And I don't know how we got so far away
City life keeps me up all night in a concrete cage
And times, they change
Call it progress, call it pain
And who knows what the future holds
Probably box stores and suburban homes
Oh, I know what the future holds
And I don't know how we got so far away
City life keeps me up all night in a concrete cage
And times, they change
Call it progress, call it pain
So let's drive to the old farm house
Take it in once more, then breathe it out
Have a drink with the ghosts and the meadowlarks
We can rock on the porch 'til the crickets start
One last serenade as the sky grows dark
Credits
Writer(s): Carolyn Shulman
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