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Four Lane Highway & Mobile Homes
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Social Commentary about the death of the family farm and farming communities from corporate agribusiness.
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Peak: #70   (149,915 songs currently in Acoustic)
Peak in sub-genre: #8   (13,394 songs currently in Folk)
Upload date
June 13, 2017
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Bitrate: 128 kbps. Runtime: 4:39. File size: 4.26 MB.
Writer (words/music)
Tom Neilson
Copyright
2004
Story behind the song
This song is about where I grew up in the community of Sand Hill in upstate NY. It is perhaps the story of all farming communities in the US. It is dedicated to the farmers who had a hand in my growing up process; whose cows I milked, manure I shoveled, and hay I threw.
Lyrics
Four o'clock in the afternoon, the border collies call. Martin's on his John Deere, Monty's yelling his cabosse. Barn doors open up for Holsteins, each one knows her place, Catch a tail with dry manure whisk across your face. Music on the radio plays a country tune In rhythm with the milking machines & sweeping with a broom. We put in hay til midnight so we could beat the rain. This farm is family, don't know no other name. Then the government told us to get big or get out. But Butz & Nixon got no clue what farming's all about. Wall Street brokers raise the interest rates to make some dough Banker with our mortgages counting what we owe. I watch our fields go 4 lane highways & mobile homes The kids don't see no future & they're gone before they're grown. Can't imagine what the cost; How to measure what we've lost. When our fields go to 4 lane highways & mobile homes. They brought the bulk tank & the corporation truck And 1 by 1 the creameries in all the towns dried up. The GLF, Esso station, & the general store And the D&H, haulin' freight, don't stop here anymore. I watch our fields go 4 lane highways & mobile homes The kids don't see no future & they're gone before they're grown. Can't imagine what the cost; How to measure what we've lost. When our fields go to 4 lane highways & mobile homes. The swimming hole at Lover's Lane where we used to go To take a dip, for hanging out or watch a campfire's glow, Has posted signs in our face, don't these people know How to live in a place & not shut off the flow. Don't let our fields go 4 lane highways & mobile homes Parking lots & fast food spots & another banker's loan. Can't imagine what the cost, How to measure what we've lost. When our fields go to 4 lane highways & mobile homes. Late shift at the factory can run a farmer down. Cause milking cows & growing crops is full time all around. Working hard to build a home is what these farming folk have known Till you find them in the Sand Hill cemetery ground. Don't let our fields go 4 lane highways & mobile homes Shopping malls, can we stop the wall from taking what we own? Can't imagine what the cost. How to measure what we've lost. When our fields go to 4 lane highways & mobile homes.