Back to the Farm

Heroin heroes
Fearless in the fire
Robbers on the rooftops
Howling for the choir
All out of ammunition
With witches at the gate
If I make the country
Have to really celebrate

Get myself back down to the farm
Where my sweet love she soon will
Heal all wounds
And shield me from harm

Paradise people
Swinging at the bell
The hunters of the rich life
Are closing for the kill
Hiding in the shadows
Of places they have been
Where the living were the losers
And the loser never wins

Got to get ‘em back down to the farm
The simple life it just might
Do a whole lot of good
And it can’t do no harm

Cocaine disciples
Christians to the ring
Neon arenas
Sirens in the wings
Roll Ulysses
Learn it from the fox
Got to make the country
Or lose it on the rocks

Get yourself back down to the farm
This livin’ on the road it just don’t
Make no sense
When it’s home you hunger for

Got to get you back down to the farm
The simple life it just might
Do a whole lot of good
And it can’t do no harm

Get myself back down to the farm
Where my sweet love she will soon
Heal all wounds
And shield me from harm

Got get home