Graveyard

All the tractors here
Can't pull the weight of those years
And all those barrels blowing up again
And all the strays that wondered in
By the hand of God and stayed a year
Or five or ten are buried in our yard

Graveyard
Graveyard
Graveyard

And all the fence to build
Can't make the neighbors go away
When the barking gets too hoarse
The biting stays
Old man sun dried and thin
Runs his fingers through his thinning hair and says
"I've lived here all my days"

Graveyard
Graveyard
Graveyard

It's a hallowеd ground
A pick, a spade
Can't get thesе memories
Unearthed from their graves

Graveyard
Graveyard
Graveyard

Make the toast on wonder bread
And eat the cornflakes in the bed
And walk outside and
Blow back in
Young man sun tanned and thin
Runs his fingers through his yellow hair and says
"I must get out of here"

Graveyard
Graveyard
Graveyard

It's a hallowed ground
A pick, a spade
Can't get these memories
Unearthed from their graves
It's a hallowed ground
A pick, a spade
Can't get these memories
Unearthed from their graves

Graveyard
Graveyard
Graveyard