Pumpkin Farmer Lyrics

Vines dried and left bright orange fruit to see.
The public came but they left over half for me.
Diesel’s cold -- ether helps a glow form.
She starts right up, ready to wipe it clean.

That’s when I can, I can forget to be
Thankful, thankful to thee.
(repeat)

I’ve got forty acres of regret to see.
My profit loss has been on show for free.
But with the moisture right,
in the morning light,
hydraulic lifts up the three point hitch.

That’s when I can, I can forget to be
Thankful, thankful to thee.
(repeat)

Some draw faces, some carve them desperately,
put a candle inside, as if that were really life.
I leave them blank to sit so quietly,
expecting nothing, never turning away.

That’s when I can, I can forget to be
Thankful, thankful to thee.
(repeat)

Drop the disc down onto a level field.
Watch it churn like an ocean gone brown.
Pumpkin leaves and tendrils turning under me,
an empty slate, ready for the cold.