There's a hole in your plan   And it's hard to see   I don't trust all your talk   And your sympathy   When you first came around   And impressed all the farmers   They were struck by your smile   And your promise of better days      Oh, the storm hit us hard   And it left us weak   We can't pay for the loss   And we have to eat   But this land is our soul   And our soul can't be traded   For the trinkets you hold over hope   That has faded   Our despair has created a life   That we hate to live         Give us time, give us time   All we need is time   We're in shock   We're confused and we ache inside   But this land is our soul   And our soul can't be traded   So we'll try to hang on   And we'll see sadness fade   Through despair we'll create a new life   That we love to live