There's something buried in that field out there
I feel every time I go near
Momma says that there's nothing to fear
But there's something in that field out there
There's something buried in that field out there
Papa's tried to grow it up for years
Now he says that it reaps only tears
Cuz there's something in that field out there
Brother came to us the other week
Said "we simply cannot accept defeat
There's a holy man that we should seek
And he'll save that field and save our family."
When the preacher looked upon the field
He said "the Lord was sure to make it yield
Yes, he'd pray here til dawn and then we'd see
That our God is a God of plenty."
When we found the preacher the next day
The crows had consumed most of his brains
Really there were hardly any remains
So there's something buried in that field out there
Yes, there's something buried in that field out there
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