Lyrics of Acres of corn

When i was a child, i spoke as a child
Now i'm a grown woman but my thoughts are still wild
I thought i'd seen london or maybe paris
But i'm starin' at cornfields and they're starin' at me

But dreams are just things that keep in a jar
You bury your dreams or you wish on a star
For an ocean line ticket back to where you were born
Away from these hard times and the acres of corn

Every now and again i take a small drink
From the blackberry brandy hidden under the sink
And i pull out that steam trunk and put on my gown
And i waltz through these cornfields 'til i fall to the ground

But dreams are just things that you keep in a trunk
'til the men are out workin' or you've gone a bit drunk
Then you unlock your dreams, but they're tattered and worn
So you stare out the window at the acres of corn

Dreams are just things that keep in a jar
You bury your dreams or you wish on a star
For an ocean line ticket back to where you were born
Away from these hard times and the acres of corn

When i was a child, i spoke as a child
Now i'm a grown woman but my thoughts are still wild