Beneath that lofty steeple
Will you be one of his people?"
The one that I was after
But they always left me wasted
But the days grew cold beneath a yellow sky
To a world of drink and laughter
With a look that wasn't pretty
Then her hazel eyes turned away from me
I worked in the fields and I walked in the woods
And a girl or two, took me round and round
Now the cars go by on the interstate
Then I heard of a cultured city life
I met that girl that I was sure would be
And the world looked mighty pretty
And they blocked the free winds from blowin'
Where the buildings hide the risin' sun
But I'm goin' home, where I belong
I left my land and my people
But she'd not agreed to goin'
With nothin' green ever growin'
And the smell of green things growin'
Breathtakin' lofty steeples
I recall the sun in a sky of blue
And I tested and I tasted
Just the way the wind was blowin'
And I rambled north and I rambled east
And we lived in a fancy downtown flat
And she said, "I'll take the city"
And the day I called myself a man
And the seasons changed and I lived each day
And I longed for green things growin'
He said, "Do you Barbara, take this man
In a world that's all concrete and steel
And the thoughts of home and the people there
And I wondered at creation
And she said, "I will", and she said, "I do"
And she turned into concrete and steel
Where you sleep all day and you wake all night
In a soft blue gown and formal tux
'Cause she loved the noisy city
And my pack is on my shoulder
