Lyrics:

2006**lf**Writers: Michael Martin Murphey, Riness**lf****lf**There''s a girl that I know who lives out on the farm**lf**She gets up with the sun and runs out to the barn**lf**At the breaking of dawn, she is out there and gone**lf**Dancin'' right through the chores with that old radio on**lf****lf**Her mom and sisters are cowgirls, hard workin'' and sweet**lf**They don''t let the grass grow up under their feet**lf**They all can back trailers and run a bobcat**lf**Now, how many girls does a boy meet like that**lf****lf**And we''re workin'' the ground and the wheel comes around**lf**Its my place in the country, I call it my home**lf**Its a notch that we carved from the dirt and the stone**lf**We sowed seeds at sunlight til rain soaks the ground**lf****lf**And we bring it all home when the wheel comes around**lf**And the wheel comes around**lf****lf**Every year, that old robin reminds us of spring**lf**We realize we haven''t forgotten a thing**lf**The old pine trees bend and the twilight still sings**lf**With the sound of the wind and that squeaky porch swing**lf****lf**When the summer time rain taps an old tin roof song**lf**Was enough to dry soil as the wind comes along**lf**Just the wife and the kids and this dark earth gave ground**lf**We''ll work day and night as the wheel comes around**lf****lf**And the wheel comes around**lf**Its my place in the country, I call it my home**lf**Its a notch that we carved from the dirt and the stone**lf**We sowed seeds at sunlight til rain soaks the ground**lf**And we bring it all home when the wheel comes around**lf**And the wheel comes around (And the wheel comes around)**lf****lf**When that warm autumn sunlight is low in the sky**lf**Summer is over in the blink of an eye**lf**We''ll dance to the fiddle with neighbors and friends**lf**And the wheel comes around, again, again**lf****lf**The first snow comes down all misty and wet**lf**The first snow of winter, the freshest one yet**lf**We''ve all been baptised in the snow, rain, and sweat**lf**And this place in the country is as good as it gets**lf****lf**And the wheel comes around**lf**Its my place in the country, I call it my home**lf**Its a notch that we carved from the dirt and the stone**lf**We sowed seeds at sunlight til rain soaks the ground**lf**And we bring it all home when the wheel comes around**lf****lf**And the longer I live, the more I have found**lf**If you wait long enough, the wheel comes around**lf****lf**And the wheel comes around (And the wheel comes around)**lf**And the wheel comes around (And the wheel comes around)