Track Title:               This Hard Land

Album Title:               Greatest Hits
Prime Artist:              Bruce Springsteen
Engineer:                  Toby Scott

Producer:                  Jon Landau
Producer:                  Chuck Plotkin
Producer:                  Bruce Springsteen
Written by:                Bruce Springsteen

Mixed by:                  Bob Clearmountain
From the Album:            Nebraska  1982 (A)
Lyrics:
   Hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds I've sown
   Can you give me a reason sir as to why they've never grown
   They've just blown around from town to town
   Till they're back out on these fields
   Where they fall from my hand
   Back into the dirt of this hard land

   Now me and my sister from Germantown
   We did ride
   We made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside
   We been blowin' around from town to town
   Lookin for a place to stand
   Where the sun burst through the cloud
   To fall like a circle
   Like a circle of fire down on this hard land

   Now even the rain it don't come 'round
   It don't come 'round here no more
   And the only sound at night's the wind
   Slammin' the back porch door
   It just stirs you up like it wants to blow you down
   Twistin' and churnin' up the sand
   Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' face down
   Face down in the dirt of this hard land

   From a building up on the hill
   I can hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range"
   I can see them Bar-M choppers
   Sweepin' low across the plains
   It's me and you Frank we're lookin' for lost cattle
   Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand
   We're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for lost treasure
   Way down south of the Rio Grande
   We're ridin' cross that river
   In the moonlight
   Up onto the banks of this hard land

   Hey Frank won't ya pack your bags
   And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall
   Just one kiss from you my brother
   And we'll ride until we fall
   Well sleep in the fields
   We'll sleep by the rivers and in the morning
   We'll make a plan
   We'll if you can't make it
   Stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive
   If you can
   And meet me in a dream of this hard land


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