Tom Russell - Acres of Corn lyrics

When I was a child, I spoke as a child Now I'm a grown woman but my thoughts are still wild I thought I'd seen London or maybe Paris But I'm starin' at cornfields and they're starin' at me But dreams are just things that keep in a jar You bury your dreams or you wish on a star For an ocean line ticket back to where you were born Away from these hard times and the acres of corn Every now and again I take a small drink From the blackberry brandy hidden under the sink And I pull out that steam trunk and put on my gown And I waltz through these cornfields 'til I fall to the ground But dreams are just things that you keep in a trunk 'til the men are out workin' or you've gone a bit drunk Then you unlock your dreams, but they're tattered and worn So you stare out the window at the acres of corn Dreams are just things that keep in a jar You bury your dreams or you wish on a star For an ocean line ticket back to where you were born Away from these hard times and the acres of corn When I was a child, I spoke as a child Now I'm a grown woman but my thoughts are still wild