Torn Screen Door

Late summer day and my love and I went walkin’

Over hills and fields we walked laughin’ and talkin’

Came across an old farmhouse standin’ broken and bare,

It used to be someone’s home now no one lives there.

There’s a red barn standing held together with nails and dust

And a tired old Massey Harris all wires and rust.

Weeds overgrown in a garden sown with care,

It used to be someone’s home now no one lives there.

Through the crack in the window pane,

I hear the sound of the fallin’ rain,

Another farm bein’ left rundown,

Another fam’ly moved into town,

Had a life that they tried to save,

But the banks took it all away,

Hung a sign on the torn screen door,

Nobody lives here no more.

They worked their fingers to the bone,

Nothin’ left they could call their own

Packed it in under leaden skies

With just the wheat wavin’ them goodbye

Had a life that they tried to save,

But the banks took it all away,

Hung a sign on the torn screen door,

Nobody lives here no more.

Had a life that they tried to save,

But the banks took it all away,

Hung a sign on the torn screen door,

Nobody lives here no more.