Intro: Six lanes, taillights, red ants marching into the night They disappeared to the left and right again Another supper from a sack, a ninety-nine cent heart attack I got a pounding head and and aching back And the camel's buryied in a big straw stack But I'm gonna live where the green grass grows Watch my corn pop up in rows Every night be tucked in close to you Raise our kids where the good Lord's blessed Point our rocking chairs t'wards the west Plant our dreams where the peaceful river flows Oh, where the green grass grows Where I'm from, a map dot, a stop sign on a blacktop I caught the first bus I could hop from there But all of this glitter is getting dark There's concrete growing in the city park I don't know who my neighbors are And there's bars on my door and bars on my heart ***** E-mail me with comments, constructive criticism, etc. ***** ****** Jay Robinson ([email protected]) ******