Terry Lee Hale Land Of Plenty
Burn it down, let's celebrate
Then send the children all away
And cry boys
In the land of plenty
All our strength ties them at rest
Fallow ground, such emptiness
But sigh now
In he land of plenty
Long ago we settled down
And took a life from this ground
We had it and lost
In the land of plenty
And strangers, we'll join strangers
A thousand miles from here
We had it, we really had it
So much talk, still hear the fall
It's hard to live pressed against a wall
We've tried now
In the land of plenty
And so we lie to sleep at night
To dream a dream
Awake and fight the fight
But why now,
In the land of plenty
And strangers, we'll be strangers
A thousand miles from here
We had it, we've really had it
