through the fields row by row one plant at a time down the row field by field this field will take a long time there's corn from here to night this field will take all day twelve hours and we'll home until then we'll walk the row the sun is in the heart and i am sending light and warmth in the gold, city of gold in the black, city of sand the great lakes, the summer, the heat, the corn the great lakes, the heat, mazola the oil when the fish are jumpin, in the summer time i've driven from the country to here its so much hotter in the city cause they ain't got god in the city i'm so tired of this