200 Miles Away 歌词

Verse I hear the coyotes calling Their melancholy pierces the night I feel those wheat fields waving Calling me with their collective spite I know tomorrow morning Fate will dictate my part But I never believed in fate A Because I know the coyote's heart You're 200 miles away On the other side of the state And I'm going round and round in a wheat field Trying to beat the rain The sun goes down; it won't matter much We'll keep on cutting 'till the straw gets tough I'll be free when we get through I'll head back to town and back to you Outside the chaff is blowing Inside my muscles ache Outside the sun is setting In it I see your face I'll be damned if I leave Before the harvest moon assumes a crescent shape I'd hit the road with the hammer down If only I could these fetters break I see the storm clouds rolling Oklahoma's gift: the rain I see the weather, unlike you, Never minded the grain The squall line across the field moves Just like your life crossed mine As I roll the tarp I think I should have been done in time