You can only watch the water when it rises/ when the mountains let the rivers down/ so many things can drown/ and in the dry years than the fields can turn to fire/ and the dust will devour/ anything you try to grow/ but there's something in this spring rain/ makes you think that this could be the year of /tall green fields/ and the fence line tonight/ is a thin grey wire/ there are fine lines/ in the ties that bind/ Bobby's gone two years out working in the oil fields/ he's pumping money from the ground/ where the grass no longer grows/ but you cash his cheques/ to help to pay the taxes/ on the land you keep the pipeline from/ why/ you don't really know/ (Chorus) /so you slip out to the front porch with a coffee/ she says you seem a little quiet/ is there something on your mind/ but you don't know yourself so you don't answer/ you just stare out at the darkness/ where the sheets blow on the line/ (Chorus) /Now the lines on your face are getting deeper/ from the burden and the beauty of a life pulled from the ground/ and your back acts up when ever it gets damp now/ even when the sunlight warms you/ you still feel it in your hands/ (Chorus)