Hornsby Bruce Pastures Of Plenty Lyrics

Pastures Of Plenty Lyrics

(by B.R. Hornsby)

  

  Hey now, where are you going

  Where are you going to my friend

  Said I'm going out to find

  The pastures of plenty

  I believe that they're out there somewhere

  

  Did you hear about the girl

  Alone in the world

  Thought she was losing her mind

  She found it in the discarded refuse pile

  Down near the railroad line

  A book of sonnets torn and tattered

  A few remained intact

  One held the key, she said to me

  To getting some feeling back

  

  Sometimes my head turns round and round

  Sometimes you talk, but I can't hear a sound

  Sometimes I look down, find my feet off the ground

  I feel that I'm somewhere else bound

  

  Hey now, where are you going

  Where are you going to my friend

  Said I'm going out to find

  The pastures of plenty

  I believe that they're out there somewhere

  

  She looked down the railroad track

  Lined with trees on each side

  She prayed for the strength to run to the boxcar

  To pull herself up for a ride

  You invite me to your house - you're so sincere

  We sit so close for a while

  You reach out for me in the low light so clear

  But you look like you're frowning when you smile

  

  Hanging around just to see what could happen

  Hanging on by oh, the thinnest thread

  Sometimes I feel the faintest glimpse

  Sometimes I feel I'd be better off in bed

  

  Hey now, where are you going

  Where are you going to my friend

  Said I'm going out to find

  The pastures of plenty

  I believe that they're out there somewhere