Cast in old cast iron that one man could break down
I prefer to be on fire than alone
I'm a sports hero on the midwest plain
I'm a traveller's best friend
No river leaves a furrow in my yard
A sunken prize no woman could breathe to
No river leaves a furrow in my yard
I prefer to be delivered than to carry anyone
I'd rather turn away than drive to New York
One man breaking down the iron shell
No river leaves a furrow in my back yard
Once I came to her and heard her