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A Month of Sundays Lyrics by Don Henley

Building the Perfect Beast

1984

I used to work for Harvester
I used to use my hands
I used to make the tractors and the combines
That plowed and harvested this great land
But now i see my handiwork on the block, everywhere i turn
And i see the clouds cross the weathered faces
And i watch the harvest burn
I quit the plant in '57
Had some time for farming then
Banks back then was lending money
The banker was the farmer's friend
I've seen dog days and dusty days
Last spring snow and early fall sleet
Held the leather reigns in my hands
And felt the soft ground under my feet
Between the hot dry weather, the taxes and the Cold War
Its been hard to make ends meet
But I always put the clothes on our backs
Always put the shoes on our feet
My grandson he comes home from college
He says "we get the government we deserve"
My son in law just shakes his head and says
"That little punk, he never had to serve"
And i sit here in the shadow of suburbia
And look out across these empty fields
And i sit here in earshot of the bypass
And all night i listen to the rushing of the wheels
The big boys, they all got computers
They got incorporated too
Me, i just know how to raise things
That was all i ever knew
Now it all comes down to numbers
Now I'm glad that i have quit
Folks these days just don't do nothing
Simply for the love of it
Went into town on the fourth of July
Watched them parade past the Union Jack
Watched them break out the brass and beat on the drum
One step forward and two steps back
Saw a sign on easy street said "be prepared to stop"
Pray for the independent little man
I don't see next years crop
And I sit here on the back porch in the twilight
And I hear the crickets hum
I sit and watch the lightning in the distance
But the showers never come
I sit here listen to the wind blow
And I sit here and rub my hands
I sit here and listen to the clock strike
And I wonder when I'll see my companion again
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Don Henley

Don Henley

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