Where I Belong
The sunrise throws warm hues across the sky
A bird flies east and cues the morn
The dew drops glisten on the blades of rye
As all creation hails the day reborn
The rustling wheat sounds like the ocean tide
As the hay’s sweet smell comes dancing on the air
And while some might pine for something more, I’m satisfied
I know there’s nothing in this world that can compare
Let the world outside forget me - I don’t care!
Give me hills that roll forever
Give me rivers that run wild
Leave me breathless with the wonder of a child
Give me tender earth beneath me
Give me roots, secure and strong
Keep your trinkets, keep your fame, give me a song
Thought the greener grass may thrill, it won’t last long
So long as sunshine grows the grain
And Providence provides the rain
I know that I am right where I belong!
I’ve learned to savor sweat and calloused hands
Learned that working in the dirt is not unclean
I’ve learned the food tastes sweeter when you’ve churned the land
And every harvest yields new lessons you can glean
As a boy, I worked these meadows at my father’s side
His father and his father lived here too
And when my time has ended, I will say with pride,
”Here, my sons, all I have belongs to you!
Make this farm your own. There’s so much you can do!”
Give me hills that roll forever
Give me rivers that run wild
Leave me breathless with the wonder of a child
Give me tender earth beneath me
Give me roots, secure and strong
Keep your trinkets, keep your fame, give me a song
Thought the greener grass may thrill, it won’t last long
So long as sunshine grows the grain
And Providence provides the rain
I’m reminded by this sight
Every day at dawn’s first light
And I know that I am right where I belong.
