Terry Murphy: Music

The Sod, it ain’t no more (Terry Murphy)

~People have the right to use their land as they see fit…I just want us to be smart about it.~

The sod..it ain’t no more
The sod, it ain’t no more
Malchine has stripped the land
The sod, it ain’t no more

On a cold and cloudy morn
I’m warm and in my bed
The sounds keep getting closer
Til they run inside my head

The drone of a diesel cat
And I raise myself to see
Soon I realize
the land will never be

A field for generations
Of soybeans and for corn
Its harvest days are over
As the bright lights have been born

Yonder goes my darkness
Yonder goes my peace
Yonder goes my quiet
Yonder goes my sleep