THE BLOOD RED SUN
BEAT DOWN
AND BAKED
THE RED CLAY GROUND
AND DUST KICKED UP
AROUND
HIS JOHN DEERE WHEELS
NO TRACE OF RAIN
IN SIGHT
AGAIN HE'LL LOSE
THE FIGHT
AND HAVE TO WATCH
HIS CROPS DIE
IN THE FIELDS
THEY STOOD THERE
BOTH IN TEARS
HIS WIFE OF MANY YEARS
AND SAID JOHN
YOU KNOW
I'D HATE TO LOSE
OUR FARM
HE LOOKED
INTO HER EYES
THEN LOOKED UP
AT THE SKY
AND TOLD HER
AS HE HELD HER
IN HIS ARMS
IN MY NEXT LIFE
I WANNA BE YOUR HERO
SOMETHIN' BETTER
THAN I TURNED OUT TO BE
I'VE LIVED THIS LIFE
BEHIND THE PLOW
AND HAY ROW
IN MY NEXT LIFE
I'LL MAKE YA PROUD
OF ME
THE MUSCLES IN HIS ARMS
JUST LIKE
HIS RUN-DOWN FARM
SOON WITHERED UP
AND SLOWLY
DISAPPEARED
ONE
HARD-WORKIN' MAN
TWO
HARD-WORKIN' HANDS
WERE GIVIN' UP
AFTER ALL THESE YEARS
HIS AGING EYES
GREW DIM
AND THE LADY
THAT WORSHIPPED HIM
SAT CRYIN' ON A CHAIR
BESIDE HIS BED
HER HANDS CARESSED
HIS BROW
SHE SAID
IT'S ALRIGHT NOW
AND AS HE SLOWLY
SLIPPED AWAY
HE SAID
IN MY NEXT LIFE
I WANNA BE YOUR HERO
SOMETHIN' BETTER
THAN I TURNED OUT TO BE
I'VE LIVED THIS LIFE
BEHIND THE PLOW
AND HAY ROW
IN MY NEXT LIFE
I'LL MAKE YA PROUD
OF ME
IN MY NEXT LIFE
I WANNA BE
YOUR HERO
SOMETHIN' BETTER
THAN I TURNED OUT
TO BE
I'VE LIVED THIS LIFE
BEHIND THE PLOW
AND HAY ROW
IN MY NEXT LIFE
I'LL MAKE YA PROUD
OF ME
IN MY NEXT LIFE
I'LL MAKE YA PROUD
OF ME