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Flat Prairie, Clear Blue Skies, Fields Of Grain
Flat Prairie, Clear Blue Skies, Fields Of Grain She turned 22 in the winter of the year, returning from where the music made her soar Behind was her uncertain past, she now felt like she was reborn Her<b> songs </font></b>had opened many a new drawer She had come the prairies years before with hope and life riding her tunes The step was made and she worked hard and long Time passed quickly by and it was almost June [Chorus] On the flat prairie under a clear blue sky, she wrote and gave her<b> songs </font></b>a try The spirits of the lands heard the refrain Flat prairie, clear blue skies, fields of grain The spirits of the lands heard her refrain Flat prairie, clear blue skies, fields of grain She went from town to city, singing her<b> songs </font></b>for hear With the hope that she could land a record deal She earned little money along the way, and shed many a tear She met a man who told her he would make her a star And she had to learn the fiddle, banjo and guitar A good record deal she signed the following May She was to record 40 of her<b> songs </font></b>with RCA [Chorus] On the flat prairie under a clear blue sky, she wrote and gave her<b> songs </font></b>a try The spirits of the lands heard the refrain Flat prairie, clear blue skies, fields of grain The spirits of the lands heard her refrain Flat prairie, clear blue skies, fields of grain Back at her East coast home she has a family of four, two girls, one boy and a dog She tours the country yearly and meets her many fans Her<b> songs </font></b>are hits and at times she feels like in a fog She still can’t comprehend her well laid out plans The man who made her a star is her husband as well It was love at first sight and has lasted a long spell Her have her talent and they along with her They write and sing their own<b> songs </font></b>and do it well [Chorus] On the flat prairie under a clear blue sky, she wrote and gave her<b> songs </font></b>a try The spirits of the lands heard her refrain Flat prairie, clear blue skies, fields of grain The spirits of the lands heard the refrain Flat prairie, clear blue skies, fields of grain |
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