Singing with a Stranger

We have finished planting for the season
And now we make our way to Pasco, Washington
To see our distant relations
On our once-a-year vacation

We took two buses and a train to get to this one
As long as we don’t drive, that’s alright within our creed
When people stare at us we’re taught to look away
But it’s hard not to wonder what they see

Singing with a stranger
Singing with a stranger
Singing with a stranger
From the false world

Singing with a stranger
Singing with a stranger
Singing with a stranger
From the false world