IntroVerse 1North Of North DakotaJust Across The BorderlineThere Lies A Little Town ThereWhich I Guess You Could Call MineIt's Where I Was BornIt's Probably Where I'll DieI Just Keep Hanging AroundI Don't Know WhyInterludeVerse 2It Was All Just Tall GrassA Couple Centuries AgoThere Were Travelling NativesTracking The BuffaloMy Forefathers Came HereAnd They Broke All This LandThey Made Nature Do The BiddingFor Modern ManInterludeVerse 3They Built Their Houses And Their ChurchesAnd Their Schools And Their Sheds And Their BarnsThey Planted Their FieldsWith Wheat And Oats And CornThe Soil Was FertileAnd They Took All They CouldThey Thought They Had God's BlessingThey Thought God Was GoodInterludeVerse 4Well, The New World OrderSpread Like A Prairie FireThey Hung The Telephone PolesLike Clothes From The Telephone WiresFirst Came The Gravel, Then The TiesThen The Railroad TracksAnd Then Came The HighwaysNow They're Starting To CrackInterludeVerse 5When It's All Creeping CharlieAnd Redroot PigweedAnd The Grass Grows BackAnd It All Goes To SeedAnd Our Story's OverAnd We Have Had Our DayAnd All That's Left Is The WindWhat Will It Say?Outro
