
Date of issue: 10.06.1990
Song language: English
Barren Ground |
There were people living in a green valley |
Found a way to make a lot of money |
Made the green turn gradually gray |
They figured they could do whatever they wanted |
Everything would be alright |
But scars don’t always heal away |
And the sons and the daughters |
Got diamonds and gold |
But they were given a land where |
Strong roots never take hold |
Good seed don’t grow |
On the barren ground |
Good things don’t come along |
As you just sit dreaming on Good seed don’t grow |
On the barren ground |
Say everything fades away |
There you are still around |
What’ll you do where will you go There was a ship along the coast |
Carrying a whole of black money |
In the sound near the northern lights |
When the ship set sail |
The crew looked for guidance |
In the bottom of an empty glass |
And the captain said |
«Pour me another rye» |
Then the water turned black |
As a cold winter’s night |
Good seed don’t grow |
On the barren ground |
Good things don’t come along |
As you just sit dreaming on Good seed don’t grow |
On the barren ground |
Say everything fades away |
There you are still around |
What’ll you do where will you go |