Back on the farm, the mears are in the barn You can hear the calf's bowling in the night But here the sirens wail and they're filling up the jails And in every single letter mama writes She wants to know what my life here is like On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel There's row upon row of automobiles And there's a harvest moon shine in on the fifteenth-floor On a country boy who's wondering what he came here for I know I call this home but that's not how it feels On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel It's hard to watch the rain going down the drain Knowing it won't make these buildings grow They say I'll make it to the top but it don't mean a lot If you don't care about the seeds, you saw And even in a crowd, you feel alone On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel There's row upon row of automobiles And there's a harvest moon shine in on the fifteenth-floor On a country boy who's wondering what he came here for I know I call this home but that's not how it feels On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel If I took that four-lane as far as it would go By the time the sun comes up I'd be on an old dirt road I know the folks back home They would understand That I just couldn't be who I am On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel There's row upon row of automobiles And there's a harvest moon shine in on the fifteenth-floor On a country boy who's wondering what he came here for I know I call this home but that's not how it feels On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel On ten thousand acres of concrete and steel