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Harvest Sons
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Well it's a two bar town, there's one gas station
Three hundred people is the population
It's thirty miles to civilization
Thirty miles to food and medication
Three hundred people, Three hundred lives
Three hundred people, gettin' by
Three hundred people, one stop sign
Three hundred people with the fear of God in their eye
Well you can't be caught if you can't be seen
People been talkin' about that house down the street
Behind them bushes and untrimmed trees
Someone been cookin' up some methamphetamine
You ain't hidin' from me
And the river's our source of trouble and fun
If it gets too high, get ready to run
Cuz there's three hundred people, a thousand guns
If shit hits the fan we'll be ready and gone, well
It's all right, everything's okay
If the world collapses not much'll change
Cuz we can grow our own food anyway
We'll fish hunt 'n harvest all damn day
Three hundred people, Three hundred lives
Three hundred people, gettin' by
Three hundred people, one stop sign
Three hundred people with the fear of God in their eye
Well now I live under city lights
And the days move just as fast as the nights
And when I lay myself to sleep
I pray the Lord grant me a little peace
Cuz the city's dirty, it's loud, the city's mean
The longer I live here the more I dream
To be back home where I can breathe
See stars shine while I sing
Three hundred people, Three hundred lives
Three hundred people gettin' by
Three hundred people, one stop sign
Three hundred people with the fear of God
Writer(s): Harvest Sons
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