
[Intro] [Spoken] [Male Vocal] Fold enough years into cracked red clay, and it starts to feel like home, [Verse 1] [Male Vocal] I met you where the wheat used to stand tall, Summer that the well ran dry, and the rain refused to fall, You said the land was dying, I said maybe so, But I've got roots too deep here, darling, and I won't let go, [Verse 2] [Female Vocal] I watched the dust roll over the fence line like a warning, Watched the cattle thin, watched the cracks spread with the morning, You keep telling me we'll make it, keep telling me we're strong, But I've seen what this land does to the ones who stay too long, [Chorus] [Duet] [Call and Response] Male: The memory of you feels like home, Female: I won't know how to feel when you're dead and gone, Male: The memory of you feels like home, Female: I won't know how to feel when you're dead and gone, [Bridge] [Traded Couplets] [Half-Spoken] Male: I know what's coming, I've known it since July, Female: Then why won't you leave with me, why won't you even try, Male: This land's the only thing that's ever called me son, Female: And it'll bury you here quiet, once the work is done, [Final Chorus] [Duet] [Overlapping] Male: The memory of you feels like home, Female: I won't know how to feel when you're dead and gone, Male and Female: The memory of you feels like home, I won't know how to feel when you're dead and gone, [Outro] [Whispered] [Female Vocal] Still standing at the fence line, waiting on a man who's gone,