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B. R. Hornsby/John HornsbyThere were people living in a green valleyFound a way to make a lot of moneyMade the green turn gradually grayThey figured they could do whatever they wantedEverything would be alrightBut scars don't always heal awayAnd the sons and the daughters got diamonds and goldBut they were given a land whereStrong roots never take holdGood seed don't growOn the barren groundGood things don't come alongAs you just sit dreaming onGood seed don't growOn the barren groundSay everything fades awayThere you are still aroundWhat'll you do where will you goTher was a ship along the coastCarrying a load of black moneyIn the sound near the northern lightsWhen the ship set sailThe crew looked for guidanceIn the bottom of an empty glassThen the captain said 'pour me another rye'Then the water turned black as that cold winter's nightGood seed don't growOn the barren groundGood things don't come alongAs you just sit dreaming onGood seed don't growOn the barren groundSay everything fades awayThere you are still aroundWhat'll you do where will you go

Bruce Hornsby Barren Ground