| Through the fields row by row
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| One plant at a time
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| Down the row field by field
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| This field will take a long time
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| There’s corn from here to night
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| This field will take all day
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| Twelve hours and we’ll home
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| Until then we’ll walk the row
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| The sun is in the heart
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| And i am sending light and warmth
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| In the gold, city of gold
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| In the black, city of sand
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| The great lakes, the summer, the heat, the corn
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| The great lakes, the heat, mazola the oil
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| When the fish are jumpin, in the summer time
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| I’ve driven from the country to here
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| Its so much hotter in the city
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| Cause they ain’t got god in the city
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| I’m so tired of this |