Greener Pastures

The postman brought a letter for my darling

I told him that she left here long ago

He wondered if I knew where she headed

I told him everything I know

Greener pastures is where she can be found

Greener pastures is where my baby was bound

My calloused hands tell the story

Of the hard life and times I have seen

When all around had fields of plenty

The seeds I sowed came up lean

That greener pastures...

[ fiddle ]

I promised her a life of milk and honey

I promised her a never ending love

I promised her she'd never be unhappy

I guess sometimes a promise ain't enough

That greener pastures...

That's where my baby was bound