Six-Year Drought

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James McMurtry - Pop

Six-Year Drought

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Duration: 5:14

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[Verse 1] I guess you had your reasons For the way you used to be Don't why I couldn't please you You just never had much faith in me [Verse 2] There's fine dust in the tire ruts now Along the old feed road They're workin' on a six-year drought Just so you know [Chorus] I can pull my weight, I can hold my own I can sling that blade all summer long 'Til the thistles fall and the pastures clear And the work's all done for another year I can hold my own [Verse 3] The world was like a distant storm I could feel it on the breeze But it made so little difference here Just a whisper in the trees [Verse 4] Mending fence for room and board Was mostly all I'd done For I was still a prisoner here In 1961 [Chorus] I can pull my weight, I can hold my own I can sling that blade all summer long 'Til the thistles fall and the pastures clear And the work's all done for another year I can hold my own [Verse 5] The sucker rod on the windmill creaks Now and then, you hear a car There's thunderheads across the southern sky But they won't get this far [Verse 6] There's red ants by the graveyard gate They're nearly all that moves And they carry on despite this heat I bet you'd tell me what that proves [Verse 7] There's fine dust in the tire ruts now The creek no longer runs But I am just a visitor here The drought won't hurt me none

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  • James McMurtry