kansas wheat fields don't ask questions
unlike most the folks i've met
but if this storm don't stop the harvest
there's a chance i might forget
i'm tryin' not to think about you
but when this combine rocks-n-rolls
it shakes my mind, it shakes my body
the way your leavin' shook my soul
here comes the rain
it's like standin' in your memory
and the feeling of it chills me to the bone
i'm workin texas to alberta
thrashin' amber waves of grain
fillin' trucks from dawn to sunset
i wish they'd haul away the pain
there'll be a thousand miles between us
when i pass the border guard
is that thunder in the distance
or just the breaking of my heart
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