Story Behind The Song
Was inspired to write this song after visiting an extremely fruitful, humanely and beautifully run family farm in Argyle, Wisconsin.
Song Description
Many people don't realize the role that family farms play in bringing food to people's tables. This song highlights days in the life of an American Family farm.
| Song Length |
3:08 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary, Country - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject |
Farm Animals, Land |
Similar Artists |
Keith Urban, Garth Brooks |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Little girl on the hillside
watching the sun cast shadows on the corn
talking to God and singing to the trees
Winds of time turn the windmill
while tractors till the land
end of the day you fall with thanks on to your knees
Folks see only crops and stones
they don't understand
this is Sacred Land
this is Sacred Land
worked by loving hands
this is Sacred Land
Dairy cows grazing in the fields
the kids are stacking hay
milking cows while cats play in the flowers
another blessed day
but nothing really pricks your soul
as a wild roses thorn
more than seeing, and touching and hearing
a calf that's bein' born
Folks see only crops and stones
they don't understand
this is Sacred Land
this is Sacred Land
worked by loving hands
this is Sacred Land
A sacrifice of blood and sweat
sanctified this soil
how can we let a temple fall
that's built by dreams and toil
This is Sacred Land...
Folks see only crops and stones
they don't understand
this is Sacred Land
this is Sacred Land
worked by loving hands
this is Sacred Land
Little girl on the hillside
watching the sun cast shadows on the corn
talking to God and singing to the trees...