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