The Migrant Lyrics

I know that your weed fields need working
And there's just time before the rains starts to fall
But I, I just can't stay for the harvest
'Cause tonight I'm headin' down south
Goodbye, I'll see y'all

I hear there's a pipe line hirin' hands way down in Texas
So I guess I'll go and brush a well or two
Can you wait till I've made enough to get us through the winter
For the days are short and cold and work is scarce

The fragnance of your hair is in each meadow
And your smile has touched the wind
And as I work my way closer to you
Oh Lord, it feels so good to be close to home again

When the leaves fall from the trees
Look out your window
And you'll see me coming up the road
I want you to run just as fast as you can out to meet me
And throw your arms around me
'Cause baby, I'm home