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Thirty Years Of Farming

アーティスト:Fred Eaglesmith 

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There's a little white note on a gate by the road That a man put up yesterday And when we saw it we all ran out Just to see what it had to say And when we read it our eyes filled with tears And they fell to the cold hard clay Something 'bout a mortgage Something 'bout foreclosure Something 'bout failing to pay Oh, and on the post by the general store They've put up a little sign An auction sale, day after tomorrow At the end of the Lincoln Line Thirty years of farming Thirty years of heartache Thirty years of day to day Oh, my Daddy stopped talking The day the farm was auctioned There was nothing left to say Oh, my Mama's tears fell freely down As she walked amongst the flowers in the yard And every number the auctioneer called Was like a blow to her precious heart And every number the auctioneer called Meant another thing was sold that day Till everything was auctioned And we stood there watching As they loaded it and drove it away Oh, and on the post by the general store


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