Bring the Harvest Home

The road ain't looked this good to me In a couple of months or so I've been breaking ground, heading down A hard road to hoe I've been farming dreams but I ain't seen No harvest in L.A. But there's time enough to win her back I can't waste another day A farmer I was born and a farmer I will die I want to plant my heels in a fertile field And dry Rebecca's eyes Well I couldn't work that desert dirt And I thought my dreams were gone But dreaming keeps on driving me A little further on, yeah, a little further on And all that time in California It was just a waste of seed I left everything I cared for Neglected in the weeds But my love for sweet Rebecca Just keeps growing on and on And it's time, I bring the harvest home Well I called Rebecca just last night And I broke right down and cried As soon as I heard her sweet voice Across the great divide And in my dreams the grass was green On Sunset Boulevard But eleven hundred miles from now I'll wake up in her arms, yeah, back home on the farm And all that time in California It was just a waste of seed I left everything I cared for Neglected in the weeds But my love for sweet Rebecca Just keeps growing on and on And it's time, I bring the harvest home Yeah, my love for sweet Rebecca Just keeps growing on and on And it's time, I bring the harvest home Bring the harvest home, bring the harvest home --- Bring the Harvest Home - Chris Knight