Planter's Hope - Planter's Hope lyrics

My little girl please come take me home I'm hardly sick but tired On my long way home I have always missed All the strength that you give to me More than eighty days I have toured through the land With a car and a tent and a knife Like a lonesome scout I explored country life griping restlessly and wild It's a very strange dimension Such a journey through the fields And I pay with good intention For every day HE is giving to me While I find myself in these old-grown woods City-life goes on and on And no girl wouldn't wait for this old-fashioned man She needs fresh blood ...can't ever be alone But the young gods failed, 'cause they're poor'n lack and ill They are dust in the middle of the road Now respect myself, I have always paid the dues So come to me to a lazy shade of green It's a very strange dimension Such a journey through the fields And I pay with good intention For every day HE is giving to me