{title:This Harsh Land}
{subtitle:Ken Willward}

[G]This great land of [D]floods and of [G]rains
[G]Of red dust and dry su[D]nburnt pla[G]ins
But now the [C]grassland is dying
The chil[G]dren are crying
Oh da[D]ddy when will  it ra[G]in

Weve worked this land for th[D]irty odd ye[G]ars
Through headackes, blo[D]od sweat and te[G]ars
But now the [C]livestock are dying
The [G]chidren are crying
Oh [D]daddy when will  it [G]rain

Chorus
{soc}
Yes the [C]homestead is dying
The [G]chidren are crying
Oh [D]daddy when will  it [G]rain
{eoc}

Its been dry now for [D]ten years or [G]more
Not one drop of [D]rains hit the [G]floor
The [C]dams are all empty
There used to be [G]plenty
Of [D]rain, but not [G]anymore

But [C]wait storm clouds have [G]appeared
Weve seen [A7]nothing like this for ten [D]years
Now the [D]rains pouring down
[G]On sunbaked ground
But the [D]rain drops soon turn into [G]tears

Yes the livestock are [D]dying once [G]more
We watch the floods as they [D]flow through the [G]door
We're [C]losing the battle
The [G]house and the cattle
Oh [D]lord we can't [D7]take [G]anymore

Chorus
{soc}
Yes the [C]homestead is dying
The [G]chidren are crying
Oh [D]daddy when will  it [G]rain
{eoc}

So she's left with the [D]kids for the [G]city
The harshland doesnt [D]cry any [G]pity
They have a [C]future to face
But [G]not in this place
Their [D]new life is in the big [G]city

So we're broke and we're [D]finally [G]done
I guess the easy way [D]out is my [G]gun
But I [C]think of them all
For its [G]just not my call
To [D]deserve this Lord [D7]what have we [G]done

Now we [C]left the nihgmare far [G]behind
But we [A7]cant get it out of our [D]minds
But what [C]ever the weather
At [G]least were together
I [D]hope our new life will be [G]kind

Tag 
Now what [C]ever the weather
At [G]least we are tohether
Yes I [D]hope our new life will be [G]kind