plowboy desires

plowboy desires


calloused hands upon the plow
wiping sweat from weathered brow
how I'd love to hold him now
how I'd love to love him.

rainy days would keep him in
we'd play and say that it was sin
but we were married then back then
how I'd love to love him.

the farm, it was his life, he'd say
he'd plan all night and work all day
no weed would ever get away
how I'd love to love him.

the babies played off by themselves
and I would cook and clean myself
while he would work the fields himself
how I'd love to love him.

but the earth, it pays a different wage
it tears your life out page by page
and blows your hopes and dreams away
how I'd love to love him.

but I can't love him 'cause he's gone
greener pastures called him home
he left me here to farm alone
how I'd love to love him.

I never was good as a farmer's wife
Too much strain and too much strife
I'd trade in this bad life for something that's right
but how I'd love to love him.

plowboy leaning on that old hard plow
tanned from the sun and looking good now
boy, would you like to come a working for me?
work when you want and all your dinners for free.

so I hired me a hired hand and I brought him to home
and all he does is plant, plow and leave me alone
he's tending the crops and I'm praying for rain
(looks like I've got me the same plowboy again.....)

and I stand at the window and I watch while I sing
look at my hand and take off my ring
he's younger than me but that don't mean a thing
how I'd love to love him.

 © by Voo

Dec 19, 2004 

midnight

 

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