Lyrics Wild Plains - Stephen & the Strangers

Wild Plains

Spilled a glass of grain
Work with Walter Wade
No man to raise a child
I’m living on the wild plains
Salt and pepper sand
Arid, barren land
Brings me to my knees
All these hopeless seeds
The girl I’m dreaming of
Sprouted from a love song
Wade just hums along
The chords I’m playing wrong
I don’t know what it means
Somebody’s gotta sing
He’s reading Lonesome Dove
And I’m picking all these love songs
Spilled a glass of grain
Work with Walter Wade
No man to raise a child
I’m living on the wild plains
Living on the wild plains
Symptoms of the night:
An ever-fading light
The looming frightened calm
Of a faraway dawn
A woman feeling strong
In the echoes of a love song
A woman feeling strong
In the echoes of a love song
Spilled a glass of grain
Work with Walter Wade
No man to raise a child
I’m living on the wild plains
Rain showers cool and mild
I’m living on the wild plains
Living on the wild plains
Living on the wild plains