New Lane Road

Take me down to New Lane Road
Effort into the river slow
Where the sun is warm, the fields are gold
Take me down to New Lane Road
Take me where I caught her eye
On blankets under mountain skies
Where the trees whisper when winter blows
Take me down to New Lane Road
This is my home
This is my life
Oh, I’ve read the Bill of Rights
And all the stories of the proud who’ve died from me and you
These are my kids
And this is my wife
I put up a forty every time I raise my stars under the red, the white,
the beautiful blues
Yeah, we are the rivers carved of melted snow
Take me down to New Lane Road
We are the wild
We are the free
We are the earth beneath our feet
We take our time
We do it right
And we never back down without a fight
This is my home
This is my life
Oh, I’ve read the Bill of Rights
And all the stories of the proud who’ve died from me and you
These are my kids
And this is my wife
I put up a forty every time I raise my stars under the red, the white,
the beautiful blues
Yeah, we are the rivers carved of melted snow
Oh, take me down to New Lane Road
«we would take care of the earth, the earth is the protector of us
I would as a kid go with him on the tractor and he’d be plowing the field
He’d be digging up fresh dirt and there’s this, there’s this, this distinctive
smell to of this rich dirt
You know, he’d point out to me what was good dirt and what was bad dirt
And he would always say, you’d basically get out of mother nature what you put
back in. Remember if you’re going to kill the soil, you got to give something
back.»
This is my home
This is my life
Oh, I’ve read the Bill of Rights
And all the stories of the proud who’ve died from me and you
These are my kids
And this is my wife
I put up a forty every time I raise my stars under the red, the white,
the beautiful blues
Yeah, we are the rivers carved of melted snow
Take me down to New Lane Road
Take me down to New Lane Road
Take me down to New Land Road