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2006Writer: Michael Martin Murphey, QuistWay before the sun comes upAlready on his second cupHe''s looking out across the open skyAs streaks of orange, pink, and grayWash over rows of new mown hayThe range land fills a cowboys heart with prideHe rises slowly from his chairHis back is stiff, greys in his hairHe''s spent a lot of lone days in the sunHe ain''t one much to complainHe saddles up and takes the reinsAnd rides hard til his working day is doneYou can see it in the eyes of every woman and manIn Americas heartland living close to the landThere''s a love for the country and a pride in the brandIn Americas heartland living close to the landClose to the landWhen the sun is high overheadShes been eight hours out of bedShes still got a lot of work to doPulling weeds an patchin'' jeansAnd keepin'' faith when times are leanShe does a mans work and a womans tooShe''ll run a tractor, water stockFix the truck, then feed her flockBut somehow she gets roses from the groundShe ain''t got a thing to proveShe simply does what she must doFrom early morning til the sun goes downYou can see it in the eyes of every woman and manIn Americas heartland living close to the landThere''s a love for the country and a pride in the brandIn Americas heartland living close to the landIn Americas heartland close to the landThere''s something that the people knowWho make things live and make things growDeeper than the words of any sageThat unless you''ve touched this earthPlanted seeds, or given birthThe human heart can never come of ageYou can see it in the eyes of every woman and manIn Americas heartland living close to the landThere''s a love for the country and a pride in the brandIn Americas heartland living close to the landIn Americas heartland close to the landIn Americas heartland close to the land