Colorado Farm

-Joanne Rand 1983

Sitting in the kitchen on the Colorado Farm

Time to feed the horses and the chickens

Sun’s coming up on the Colorado Farm

It’s a blood red ball on the mesa.

My home is on the Colorado Farm

There’s room to be a woman; there’s room to be a man

My home is on the Colorado farm

You know there ain’t no place like the Colorado Farm

…

Thought I’d find me a better place

People to meet and friends to make

Thought I’d find me a better place

On the Californee Coast, but I didn’t

Ain’t no place like the Colorado Farm

…

Went across this country wide

In a little red truck with a camper on

Moved through the Utah desert lands

Through the caves and the creeks and the canyons

Blew into vegas had a real good time

Between the jacks and the drinks and the porno

Made me long for the Colorado Pine

For the elk and deer and the coyote

Ain’t no place like the Colorado Farm

…

Went into Frisco, city so fair

For to meet some friends from the old days.

Too many crazed out people there

With the pins through their noses and the orange spiked hair

Made a few bucks, and I bought a few toys

And I made some useful connections,

But it don’t mean a thing to the heat of my heart

‘Cause I got those farm recollections

Ain’t no place like the Colorado Farm

…

Went up the coast to old Arcata

Where the people are free and lovely

They kick that hackie-sack all day

To the tunes of the Rastafari

But I couldn’t find work, & I couldn’t find a home

& I couldn’t find true devotion,

So I turn right around, yeah I’m Colorado bound

Got my wheels in motion

Ain’t no place like the Colorado Farm

…

Went down into Mexico

For the spice and the nights and the lingo

Rode the trains and I walked the plains

And I learned to speak Spanish like a gringo

But the streets were hot and my stomach was a mess

And Navidad never ended

And the drumming all night drove me near insane

I’m coming home I’m winded

Ain’t no place like the Colorado Farm

…

Went to the land of the midnight sun

For to gather some Alaskan wooly

Tales I could tell the grandchildren

For to mesmerize them fully.

Well it’s a wild and a wilder and a wonderland

No other place holds a candle

And I know I’ll be headed back there some day

But now I cannot ramble

Cause there ain’t no place like the Colorado Farm

Ain’t no place like the Colorado Farm

Ain’t no place like …

The Colorado Farm.