Sundrud-Miller
There goes Bobby Ray, Junior, he's pullin’ out of town
He's got his family in a U-Haul, they’re all sunbelt bound
Another farm abandoned, they gave the land back to the wind
The price of fuel went up, corn went down
And I don’t think we’ll be seeing Bobby again.
It’s a hard country, last year the fields were all too wet to plow
Hard country and this year they say that it looks like a drought
But I can’t leave 'cause my roots go deep in this hard country.
I’ve got a friend got a job in the city installing burglar alarms
He says he’s makin’ real good money but I can tell he misses the farm
He calls to ask how the crops are doin’, I say we could use some rain
Says his life is movin’ kinda fast and I tell him out here things are always the same.
It’s a hard country, last year the fields were all too wet to plow
Hard country and this year they say that it looks like a drought
But I can’t leave 'cause my roots go deep in this hard country.
Well, the snow piles up in the winter and the bugs come out in June
But somehow, it’s all worth it when I see that harvest moon.
Yeah, it’s a hard country, last year the fields were all too wet to plow
Hard country and this year they say that it looks like a drought
But I can’t leave 'cause my roots go deep in this hard country.
It's a hard country.
Ah, it's a hard country
Yeah, it's a hard country
Yeah, it's a hard country
Hard country.
