Lyal Strickland You'll See
Rich or poor
Better or worse
If I had my pick
I’d change my course
I’d live it large
I’d buy some land
Have just enough
Dirt on my hands
But I’d be lonesome for you
I’d buy you a house
I’d mow the lawn
I’d rub your back
And I’d sing you songs
Then I’d be happy with you
Farmers in the fields
They don’t when it’ll rain
But it’ll come someday
The cattle on farm
Wandering home
I don’t know if they ever really
Miss the range
You’ll see me dressed
In black and white
You’ll see me waltzing
In a great delight
You’ll see me looking just like
A bluebird on barbed wire
You’ll see, you’ll see
You’ll see, you’ll see
You’ll see, you’ll see
You’ll see, you’ll see
You’ll see, you’ll see
I try my best
But I hate myself
I wish I was someone else
But this better half
I give to you
The second half
I’ll make brand new
Then i’d be happy with you
Farmers in the fields
They don’t when it’ll rain
But it’ll come someday
The cattle on farm
Wandering home
I don’t know if they ever really
Miss the range
You’ll see me dressed
In black and white
You’ll see me waltzing
In a great delight
You’ll see me looking just like
A bluebird on barbed wire
You’ll see, you’ll see
You’ll see, you’ll see
You’ll see, you’ll see
You’ll see, you’ll see
You’ll see, you’ll see
You’ll see me walking
In the hayfields
All alone with no seeds to sow
And you’ll know
I’m coming home
