Gord Bamford Where a Farm Used to Be song lyrics

There's a new Walmart just down the road

across the street from Home Depot,

I can't hear Dick Groombs rooster crow

from the horns blowing, big wheels rolling,

traffic jams coming and going

Got a discount liquor and a skateboard shop,

a five day Jiffy Lube garage,

a 10 acre blacktop parking lot,

a bunch of wild women window shopping,

a drive through bank and a Baskin Robbins

Where a farm used to be as far as you can see,

and those wheat rows and cylos drew wind through Bevys strait,

yeah and Old MacDonald would have a cow

if he poked his head down through them clouds

and saw what was growing in his field of dreams,

taking over like thistle weeds

Where a farm used to be

My daddy said back in 69

it was old grain trucks and combines,

crickets singing in the moonshine,

in your jeans and boots, campfire songs

now it's urban jungle and lineal.

Where a farm used to be as far as you can see,

and those wheat rows and cylos drew wind through Bevys strait,

yeah and Old MacDonald would have a cow,

if he poked his head down through them clouds

and saw what was growing in his field of dreams,

takin over like thistle weeds.

Where a farm used to be.

Well and Old MacDonald would have a cow,

if he poked his head down through them clouds

and saw what was growing in his field of dreams,

takin over like thistle weeds.

Where a farm used to be

Where a farm used to be