Dark gold out the window and still the wheat grows It's midnight in Nebraska, we're pushing on towards home I belong to you darling and ain't that enough It's a long road to Canaan but what's that to us In the land of the forgotten, some hearts are still young There's holes in my pockets and doubt on my tongue I'm coming for you darling and that'll be enough It's a long road to Canaan but glory's always rough Meantime it's days out on my own And nowhere seems close Storms roll through the vacant plains While thunder is keeping me awake till the dawn The worst words are wait and see, I say throw it at the sky And woe to all you petty well-fed sons of bitches In the darkness there's a hunger that won't be satisfied All the way to Canaan we'll hold our hungry heads up high