Story Behind The Song
A song about eviction.
| Song Length |
4:56 |
Genre |
Blues - Rural, Country - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant |
Subject |
Poverty |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
It's a crazy old world when the bailiffs come calling
With the expenses rising and the crop sales falling
With the bank comes the law through bullhorn bawling
The end of the trying, the end of the stalling
They've taken the farm but taken no pity
We're leaving our land and heading for the city
They came in the truck, squad car and Bentley
Hammered in the doors; seized child none too gently
And friends who stood close when the table held plenty
They soon walked away once our pockets were empty
They've taken the farm but taken no pity
We're leaving our land and heading for the city
And the sounds not forgot as the press photographed her
Was the sound of mother crying and the sound of their laughter
They've taken the farm but taken no pity
We're leaving our land and heading for the city
That old rustic charm never looked so pretty
We 're leaving our land and heading for the city.