Torn Screen Door

Late summer day and my love and I went walking

Over hills and fields we walked, laughing and talking

Came across an old farmhouse standing broken and bare

It used to be someone's home, now no one lives there

There's a red barn standing held together with nails and dust

And a tired old Massey Harris, all wires and rust

Weeds overgrown in a garden sown with care

It used to be someone's home, now no one lives there

And through the crack in the window pane

I hear the sound of the falling rain

Another farm being left run down

Another family moved into town

Had a life that they tried to save

But the banks took it all away

Hung a sign on a torn screen door

Nobody lives here no more

They worked their fingers to the bone

Nothing left they can call their own

Packed it in under leaden skies

With just the wheat waving them goodbye

Had a life that they tried to save

But the banks took it all away

Hung a sign on a torn screen door

Nobody lives here no more

Had a life that they tried to save

But the banks took it all away

Hung a sign on a torn screen door

Nobody lives here no more