Back on the farm, the mears are in the barn
You can hear the calf's bowling in the night
But here the sirens wail and they're filling up the jails
And in every single letter mama writes
She wants to know what my life here is like
On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel
There's row upon row of automobiles
And there's a harvest moon shine in on the fifteenth-floor
On a country boy who's wondering what he came here for
I know I call this home but that's not how it feels
On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel
It's hard to watch the rain going down the drain
Knowing it won't make these buildings grow
They say I'll make it to the top but it don't mean a lot
If you don't care about the seeds, you saw
And even in a crowd, you feel alone
On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel
There's row upon row of automobiles
And there's a harvest moon shine in on the fifteenth-floor
On a country boy who's wondering what he came here for
I know I call this home but that's not how it feels
On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel
If I took that four-lane as far as it would go
By the time the sun comes up
I'd be on an old dirt road
I know the folks back home
They would understand
That I just couldn't be who I am
On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel
There's row upon row of automobiles
And there's a harvest moon shine in on the fifteenth-floor
On a country boy who's wondering what he came here for
I know I call this home but that's not how it feels
On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel
On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel