Rain Follows the Plow Lyrics

"To Hell with Boston's urban sprawl,"
Said I to you, dear wife,
"We'll hitch our wagon to the Western call,
Give the children a better life.
For what's now sand,
With these hands,
Will become
A garden."

The Sodom of the east behind us,
Rain will follow the plow.
Heaven smiles upon us,
For rain follows the plow.

I worked that land with all my worth.
'Exposed the soil to the sky.
The fields simply would not birth
Our crops of wheat and rye.
Then I'd doubt
That the drought
Would ever cede
To showers.

Government deception
That rain would follow the plow
May God shine grace upon us
So rain may follow the plow.

Manifest
Destiny:
The railroad's
Tyrany.
Cholera,
A child's loss,
Husbandmen
On the cross.

The American dream has died.

Now I kneel before your grave,
Monument to my mistakes.
The soil that I toiled
Never gave, but now it takes.
And I pray
Every day
That with this gun
I'll join you.

No mana from the heavens
No rain to follow the plow
This desert masks no Eden
No rain followed the plow.