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Track 18 of Greatest Hits, 1995.

Greatest Hits (1995)
- Bruce Springsteen: vocals, guitar, harmonica
- Roy Bittan: piano, synthesizer, backing vocals
- Clarence Clemons: percussion
- Danny Federici: organ, glockenspiel, synthesizer
- Nils Lofgren: guitar
- Frank Pagano: percussion
- Garry Tallent: bass
- Steven Van Zandt: mandolin
- Max Weinberg: drums

Tracks (1998)
- Bruce Springsteen: vocals, guitar, harmonica
- Roy Bittan: piano
- Danny Federici: organ, glockenspiel
- Garry Tallent: bass
- Steven Van Zandt: guitar, backing vocals
- Max Weinberg: drums

This Hard Land

Hey there mister, can you tell me what happened to the seeds I've sown
Can you give me a reason, sir, as to why they never grown
They just blown around from town to town till they're back out on these fields
Yeah where they fall from my hand back into the dirt of this hard land
Come on!

Now me and my sister, from Germantown yeah we did ride
Well we made our beds, sir, from the rock on the mountain side
We've been blown around from town to town looking for a place to land
Where the sun bursts through the clouds to fall like a circle, like a circle of fire down on this hard land

Now even the rain it don't come around, don't come around here no more
And the only sound at night's the wind slamming that back porch door
It just stirs you up like it wants to blow you down, twisting and churning up the sand
And leaving all them scarecrows lying face down, face down in the dirt of this hard land

From a building up on the hill I can hear a tape deck blasting "Home On The Range"
And I can hear them bar rim choppers sweeping low across the plains
And it's me and you Frank, we're looking for lost cattle, our hooves twisting and churning up the sand
Yeah we're riding in the whirlwind, searching for lost treasure way down south of the Rio Grande
We're riding across that river in the moonlight way up onto the banks of this hard land

Hey Frank, won't you pack your bags and meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall
I just want a kiss from you my brother and we'll ride until we fall
We'll sleep in the fields, we'll sleep by the rivers and in the morning we'll make a plan
Well if you can't make it, stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive if you can and meet me in a dream of this hard land
Come on! Whoa!

Whoh hoo!

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This Hard Land ^(Tracks)

Well hey there mister, can you tell me what happened to the seeds I've sown
Can you give me a reason, sir, as to why they never grown
They just blown around from town to town back out on to these fields
Where they fall from, from my hand back into the dirt of this hard land
Come on!

Well me and my sister, from Germantown yeah we did ride
And we made our beds, sir, from the rock on the mountain side
We've been blowing around from town to town looking for a place to land
Where the sun could break through the clouds and fall like a circle, like a circle of fire down on this hard land

Well now even the rain it don't come around, don't come around here no more
And the only sound at night's the wind slamming that back porch door
Yeah it stirs you up like it wants to just blow you down, twisting and churning up the sand
Leaving all them scarecrows lying face down into the dirt of this hard land

Well from a building up on the hill I hear a tape deck blasting "Home On The Range"
And I can hear them bar rim choppers sweeping low across the plains
It's me and you Frank, we're looking for lost cattle, our hooves twisting and churning up the sand
Yeah we're riding in the whirlwind, searching for a treasure way down south of the Rio Grande
We're riding cross that river in the moonlight way up onto the banks of this hard land

Well hey Frank, won't you pack your bags and meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall
I just want a kiss from you my brother and we'll ride until we fall
We'll sleep out in the fields, we'll sleep by the rivers, and in the morning we'll make a plan
Well if you can't make it, stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive if you can and meet me in a dream of this hard land
Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa!

^{Visit SpringsteenLyrics.com for other versions of this song.}

THIS HARD LAND - V1	4.46	THLRR / TRACKS / UH / SQBI / MI / GS
THIS HARD LAND - V2	4.50	THLBP / THLBB / MAT / CAST
THIS HARD LAND - V3		uncirculating
THIS HARD LAND - V4	1:57	YBNT2 / BB
THIS HARD LAND - V5	4:40	DDITV
THIS HARD LAND - V6	4:48	GREATEST
THIS HARD LAND - V7	5:40	private

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