Back 40

Losing our minds in the field tonight And the sun's goin' down, losing light Still got a long, long way to go Just keep the boys around me, Lord I wouldn't want it any way I had before I swear we'll make it through the morn Well, we're driving all the fences, dulling our senses Doing our work 'til it works us senseless Just putting in our time But it ain't too bad with the company Of a couple good fellas sitting next to me Let's see, see the sun damn shine So Lord, take me down to the back forty again 'Fore we all run ragged and run through all our ends Give me the pain with the good Track through the trails that we still could, oh man We'll hit the back forty again Take me to the back forty again, oh Got tired hands and callused thighs Been working all day, slaving all night I guess you can't pay back what you owe But the cups are all filled with the golden caps We're cooped up in the mud, we're throwing mags Oh boy, better get 'em nice and high So Lord, take me down to the back forty again 'Fore we all run ragged and run through all our ends Give me the pain with the good Track through the trails that we still could, oh man We'll hit the back forty again Take me to the back forty again, oh So Lord, take me down to the back forty again 'Fore we all run ragged and run through all our ends Give me the pain with the good Track through the trails that we still could, oh man We'll hit the back forty again Oh, back forty again, oh Back forty again