|As I drove past the tree I stop the heat of the Sun dry ground again we wait for rain|
The dry time has moved back in the toil of feeding and finding feed paying for feed hangs over us again . Just a dry spell No drought the government says!
Lord we ask for strong minds and hi spirits in their hearts and rain in the cage/
|The old tree still try's ( I aged it with the colour)|
|Back on the road again Love the Big Sky|
|promise in the sky|
|Standing in the rain|
|And the Storm begins the dance|