Unofficial studio version 3
One, two, three, four
Grains in the field covered with tarp
Can't get a price to see my way clear
I'm sitting down at the Sugarland bar
Might as well bury my body right here
Tractor and combines out in the cold
Shed's piled high with the wheat we ain't sold
Silo's filled with last year's crop
If something don't break here we'll all gonna drop
Well, Ruthie's got another coming in July
Mom laying up in bed, said she want to die
Standing in the fields at night where the cold wind blows
Said, "It's time to reap what we've sown"
Pa don't say nothing except when it rains
He sits by the window listening to the sound of passing trains
Going out at night, carrying an empty load
We got a whole lot of grain and ain't got nowhere to go
whoa!
Whoa-hoo
Whoa-hoo
Hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo-hoo
Well, sister, if land prices don't get no higher
We'll fill this duster with gas and set these fields on fire
Sit out on the ridge where the condor fly
And watch the flames rise up against the Sugarland sky
Whoa-hoo
The above lyrics are for a Cajun style version of SUGARLAND, recorded in Jan-Feb 1983 at Thrill Hill West, Springsteen's home studio in Los Angeles, CA. See the official studio version for more details.
This version of SUGARLAND was released on The Lost Masters Vol. 16 (Labour Of Love) [track 06] and The Lost Masters Essential Collection Vol. 2 (Labour Of Love) [disc 2, track 17] bootlegs.
Thanks Manuel Lázaro for the correction.
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