Jeff's Song Lyrics

V1

CORN'S DYIN'
FIELDS FILLED WITH DUST
I'M AFRAID WE WON'T
HARV-EST ENOUGH

IT HASN'T RAINED
IN THREE WEEKS NOW
ALL WE'D ASK FOR
IS A LITTLE DRIZZLE
A LITTLE HOPE FOR THIS SMALL TOWN
I DON'T MEAN TO SOUND CYNICAL
BUT WE'RE STUCK OUT HERE
WAITIN ON A MIRACLE

CHORUS

WAITIN ON A MIRACLE
PRAYIN FOR THE RAIN
IF THI SDroUGHT CONTINUES
OUR SMALL TOWN WILL NEVER
BE THE SAME
PEOPLE MIGHT LOSE HOPE
AND EVEN LOSE FAITH
THEY MIGHT WANT TO GIVE UP
ON THE LAND
ALL WE NEED IS A MILLION PRAYERS
AND A SMALL HELPING HAND
ALL WE'RE ASKIN' FOR ARE A FEW CLOUDS
AND A LITTLE DRIZZLE
FOR THIS SMALL COUNTRY TOWN
WAITIN' ON A MIRACLE

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