ANTHEM [ country blues ]     We were bold in our innocence, brave wild and free     We had our own rhyme and reason of how things were to be     We wanted our freedom and shot way past the moon     Now we still sing our anthem but our heart's out of tune     We rode Ezekiel’s wheel---Elijah’s chariot through the fire     From sea to shining sea we filled up our heart's desire     We plowed fields of plenty under freedom’s great rainbow     Oh, why did you leave me, where did you ever go?     America, America, our greed lies exposed     Inner cities are wasteland, the heartland is foreclosed     Is the great harvest ending?--These cruel winds of change blow     Oh America, America, we'll reap what we sow     We rode Ezekiel’s wheel---Elijah’s chariot through the fire     From sea to shining sea we filled up our heart’s desire     We plowed fields of plenty under freedom’s great rainbow     Oh why did you leave me, where did you ever go?     Is the great harvest ending?--These cruel winds of change blow     America, why did you leave me, where did you ever go? * Farm Aid * Inspired by Frank Johnson, family farmer; Walker County, Alabama.             Copyright © by Richard Aberdeen ASCAP Copyright © by Freedom Tracks Music ASCAP No part of this material may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including printing, photocopying, recording or by any information storage or retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher and signed by the author.  Inquiries: Freedom Tracks Music ~ Records, 292 Trails Circle, Nashville, TN 37214 or requested via eMail.  Essays entitled Revolution and Revolution -- Side B are open copyright and may be reproduced or utilized as often as one likes.