The morning mist
Is all the rain we get
It reminds me of a time
Back to back in the dark
Winter wasn't so bad
The corn got planted
I picked the stones as I go
But the Sand Hills
Take what they wanted

I didn't know
It would be like this
I knew it'd get hard
But I never thought I would quit
Anymore than doubt
If it was worth it
Life ain't fair
Cause if it were
I only sweat to make you cry
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