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Out On the Plains    (click on the title to hear an excerpt)

Out on the plains the wind is blowin’
Over the graves where the grass is growin’
There's a shadow of a crow sliding across the land
And a pile of bones that once was a man

Down by the creek there were two lovers,
They made sweet love there like so many others
But the creek dried up and the memories did fade
It's rocky and hard now where once love was made

In the old part of town the buildings are empty
There used to be smoke rose from all those chimneys
Miles away the new freeway hisses
Leaving behind a world that nobody misses

I often wonder where my father did go
I’d ask my mother but she died a few years ago
I asked my grandma when I was seven years old
She hugged me and kissed me and said,
“Son, some things you best not know.”

So I look out on the plains where the wind is blowin’
Over the graves where the grass is growin’
There's a shadow of a crow sliding across the land
And a pile of bones that once was a man