Jason's Farm

He bought three hundred acres ten miles south of town

A drifter who decided it was time to settle down

There was no sea he had not sailed a sky he had not flown

And the only place he'd never been was a place he could call his own

He broke the soil and planted seed but the land refused to yield

And the loneliness he felt at night was the kind no man should feel

Till a woman came into his life a daughter of a soil

A bride that he could stand beside and ease his daily toil

And he called his kingdom jason's farm

The land grew rich and green for king jason and his queen

And the wind blew sweet each night time as they lay in each others arms

And all things good grew on jason's farm

When the summer sun had finally gone and the harvest time was near

Jason's pretty mary whispered magic in his ear

Then jason's laughter filled the land and his soul began to sing

And he boasted of a son his wife would bear him in the spring

And all things good grew on jason's farm

The land beneath the skies turned as green as mary's eyes

And he felt the child grow strong in mary's womb against his palm

And all things good grew on jason's farm