Hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds I've sown 
Can you give me a reason sir as to why they've never grown 
They've just blown around from town to town 

Till they're back out on these fields 
Where they fall from my hand 
Back into the dirt of this hard land 

Now me and my sister from Germantown 
We did ride 
We made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside 
We been blowin' around from town to town 
Lookin for a place to stand 
Where the sun burst through the cloud 
To fall like a circle 
Like a circle of fire down on this hard land 

Now even the rain it don't come 'round 
It don't come 'round here no more 
And the only sound at night's the wind 
Slammin' the back porch door 
It just stirs you up like it wants to blow you down 
Twistin' and churnin' up the sand 
Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' face down 
Face down in the dirt of this hard land 
From a building up on the hill 
I can hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range" 
I can see them Bar-M choppers 
Sweepin' low across the plains 
It's me and you Frank we're lookin' for lost cattle 
Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand 
We're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for lost treasure
Way down south of the Rio Grande 
We're ridin' cross that river 
In the moonlight 
Up onto the banks of this hard land 

Hey Frank won't ya pack your bags 
And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall 
Just one kiss from you my brother 
And we'll ride until we fall 
Well sleep in the fields 
We'll sleep by the rivers and in the morning 
We'll make a plan 
We'll if you can't make it 
Stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive 
If you can 
And meet me in a dream of this hard land