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Patti Lynn Clark Barnett

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"He's Gone"

He’s gone like the sound
Of that lonesome midnight whistle
Moanin’ low as she rolls
Through the tunnels and towns
Gone like the money
Of a drinking man by Sunday
On that Shenandoah Silver Bullet
Somewhere southern bound

Heartland PDF Print E-mail
Written by Patti Lynn   
Wednesday, 27 April 2005 19:31
Heartland

You are the salt of the earth out in the Heart land
Struggling hard to keep the farm and family fed
Spare time is hard to come by in the Heart land
But your children pray before they go to bed

When the drought and storm took out your corn and cattle
And the money melted like the snows of spring
The wolves a breathin' down your neck
Your back against the wall
They might take your land
But they could never take your dream

Chorus:

Keep hangin' on and in there Darrel and Jaunita
You never compromise your passion and ideals
You're made of what our country needs
But you may be a dying breed
Human engine, combination steam and steel

You burn a lot of midnight oil out in the Heartland
Planting hope with every crop out in the field
And when they fail I know you're bound to feel
As helpless and low down as a bug
Beneath that big old tractor wheel

That old Nebraska dirt is now part of your nature
You've paid for what you are with sweat and tears
When everything was all but gone
How did you keep on keeping on
With the predators a barkin' at your heels?

(Repeat Chorus)

You are a piece of genuine Americana
You can see your life has made its mark on me
The Buschkoetter name in honor will remain
As a golden part of Heartland legacy

(Repeat Chorus)

 
 
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