Bring The Harvest Home Lyrics - Chris Knight

The road ain't looked this good to me 

In a couple of months or so 

I've been breaking ground, heading down 

A hard road to hoe 

I've been farming dreams but I ain't seen 

No harvest in L.A. 

But there's time enough to win her back 

I can't waste another day 

A farmer I was born and a farmer I will die 

I want to plant my heels in a fertile field 

And dry Rebecca's eyes 

Well I couldn't work that desert dirt 

And I thought my dreams were gone 

But dreaming keeps on driving me 

A little further on, yeah, a little further on 

And all that time in California 

It was just a waste of seed 

I left everything I cared for 

Neglected in the weeds 

But my love for sweet Rebecca 

Just keeps growing on and on 

And it's time, I bring the harvest home 

Well I called Rebecca just last night 

And I broke right down and cried 

As soon as I heard her sweet voice 

Across the great divide 

And in my dreams the grass was green 

On Sunset Boulevard 

But eleven hundred miles from now 

I'll wake up in her arms, yeah, back home on the farm 

And all that time in California 

It was just a waste of seed 

I left everything I cared for 

Neglected in the weeds 

But my love for sweet Rebecca 

Just keeps growing on and on 

And it's time, I bring the harvest home 

Yeah, my love for sweet Rebecca 

Just keeps growing on and on 

And it's time, I bring the harvest home 

Bring the harvest home, bring the harvest home