Farm on the Freeway

Jethro Tull

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use um CAPO no 3º traste  intro         Nine miles of two-strand topped with barbed wire                                                  laid by the father for the son.           Good shelter down there on the valley floor                                                     down by where the sweet stream run.                                            Now  they might give me compensation...     That’s not what I’m chasing.           I was a rich man before yesterday.             Now all I have got is a cheque and a pickup truck.                       I left my farm on the freeway.                       They’re busy building airports on the south side...                                           Silicon chip factory on the east.                And the big road’s pushing through along the valley floor.                                                       Hot machine pouring six lanes at the very least.                                     Now  they might give me compensation...         That’s not what I’m chasing.       I was a rich man before yesterday.           Now all I have left is a broken-down pickup truck.                   Looks like my farm is a freeway.                        They forgot they told us what this old land was for.                                                    Grow two tons the acre boy between the stones.                                This was no Southfork it was no Ponderosa.                                                         But it was the place that I called home.                                         Now  they might give me compensation...        That’s not what I’m chasing.           I was a rich man before yesterday.              And what do I want with a million dollars and a pickup truck?                                 When I left my farm under the freeway.                                _____________________________________________________ Duvidas e sugestões: [email protected]

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