Lyrics

Goin' down to the fishin' hole
Steppin' in just to soothe my soul
The clover in the green fields
The flowers never seemed so real

To the rank strangers I never see
The rank strangers to me

Always pullin' on my line
Got to be tuggin' on my vine
You gotta know just how it feels
But you could never steal that wheel

From the rank strangers I never see
The rank strangers to me

Bitin' down on the dust of the day
The harvest crop is gonna go to hay
The valley life is gonna go away
That's what all of the strangers say

The rank strangers I never see
Rank strangers to me