He bought three hundred acres ten miles south of town A drifter who decided it was time to settle down There was no sea he had not sailed nor a sky he had not flown And the only place he'd never been was a place he could call his own He broke the soil and planted seed but the land refused to yield And the loneliness he felt at night was the kind no man should feel Till a woman came into his life a daughter of a soil A bride that he could stand beside and ease his daily toil And he called his kingdom Jason's Farm The land grew rich and green for king Jason and his queen And the wind blew sweet each night time as they lay in each others arms And all things good grew on Jason's Farm When the summer sun had finally gone and the harvest time was near Jason's pretty Mary whispered magic in his ear Then Jason's laughter filled the land and his soul began to sing And he boasted of a son his wife would bear him in the spring And all things good grew on Jason's Farm The land beneath the skies turned as green as Mary's eyes And he felt the child grow strong in Mary's womb against his palm And all things good grew on Jason's Farm Now the Lord gives and he takes away and to all men this is true And most of us accept it and we learn to live it through God gave a child to Jason an extension of his life But in doin' so He traded the child for Jason's wife The crops are rotting in the fields the land left unattended And somewhere Jason roams the earth his wounded heart unmended And the house is slowly falling down and the dust of Jason's yard A monument to a man who shunned his child and cursed his God And nothing grows no more on Jason's Farm The land once rich and green is dead and dry like Jason's dream And the wind that once blew sweet through Mary's hand is strangely calm And nothing grows no more on Jason's Farm