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GRAINS IN THE FIELD COVERED WITH TARP
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CAN'T GET A PRICE TO SEE MY WAY CLEAR
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I'M SITTING DOWN AT THE SUGARLAND BAR
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YOU MIGHT AS WELL BURY MY BODY RIGHT HERE
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TRACTOR AND COMBINES OUT IN THE COLD
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SHEDS PILED HIGH WITH THE WHEAT WE AIN'T SOLD
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SILOS FILLED WITH LAST YEARS CROP
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IF SOMETHING DON'T BREAK, YEAH WERE ALL GONNA DROP
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MY WIFES GOT ANOTHER COMING IN JULY
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SHE'S JUST LAYING UP IN BED ALL SHE DOES IS CRY, CRY, CRY
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TOMMY, OH, TOMMY, I'M SO ALONE
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TOMMY, OH, TOMMY, OH, WON'T YOU STAY HOME
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PA DON'T SAY NOTHING EXCEPT WHEN IT RAINS
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SITS BY THE WINDOWS LISTENING TO THE SOUND OF PASSING TRAINS
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ROARING OUT OF THE NIGHT CARRYING AN EMPTY LOAD
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WE GOT A WHOLE LOT OF GRAIN THAT AIN'T GOT NOWHERE TO GO
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WELL, IF THEM PRICES DON'T GET NO HIGHER
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I'LL FILL THIS DUSTER WITH GAS AND SET THESE FIELDS ON FIRE
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SIT UP ON THE RIDGE WHERE THE BLUE BIRDS FLY
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AND WATCH THE FLAMES RISE UP AGAINST THE SUGARLAND SKY