Harvest Blues

[Verse] Down a dusty road, by the old oak tree, Where the cows graze and the air's sweet as can be, There's a man with a tale that's seldom told, About the fields he tends and the dreams he's sold. [Verse 2] He's got rows of green, oh, they shimmer and dance, In the morning sun, they might just take a chance, On a life that's free, out here on the land, But the lawman's comin' with their iron hand. [Chorus] Oh, the harvest blues, when the feds come round, Takin' all that green, puttin' dreams in the ground, A good ol' boy just tryin' to get by, But the law don't care, hear his mama cry. [Verse 3] He spent years workin' with the soil and the rain, Livin' off the land, shakin' off the pain, But freedom ain't free, and here comes the news, The end of the line, them harvest blues. [Chorus] Oh, the harvest blues, when the feds come round, Takin' all that green, puttin' dreams in the ground, A good ol' boy just tryin' to get by, But the law don't care, hear his mama cry. [Bridge] In the still of night, when the stars look right, He whispers to the moon, holdin' on tight, For the day they'll see, it's just a simple seed, Not a crime, just a man with a humble need.