Gord Bamford - Where a Farm Used to Be

There's a new Walmart just down the road
Across the street from Home Depot
I can't hear Dick Groombs rooster crow
From the horns blowing, big wheels rolling
Traffic jam coming and going

Got a discount liquor and a skateboard shop
A five bay Jiffy Lube garage
A ten acre blacktop parking lot
A bunch of wild women window shopping
A drive through bank and a Baskin Robbins

Where a farm used to be as far as you can see
And those wheat rows and silos drew wind to busy streets
Yeah and Old MacDonald would have a cow
If he poked his head down through them clouds
And saw what was growing in his field of dreams
Taking over like thistle weeds
Where a farm used to be

My daddy says back in '69
It was old grain trucks and combines
Crickets singing in the moonshine
It was jeans and boots and campfire songs
Now it's urban jungle and lip neon

Where a farm used to be as far as you can see
And those wheat rows and silos drew wind to busy streets
Yeah and Old MacDonald would have a cow
If he poked his head down through them clouds
And saw what was growing in his field of dreams
Taking over like thistle weeds
Where a farm used to be

Well and Old MacDonald would have a cow
If he poked his head down through them clouds
And saw what was growing in his field of dreams
Taking over like thistle weeds

Where a farm used to be
Where a farm used to be

Written by:
Gordon Wallace Bamford, Jason Lee Jr Owens, Philip Eugene O'donnell

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