Johnny was a child
When the wheels of progress came
And slowed things down again

Oh, when the wheat was high
And a big moon sailed in a rolling sky
And the stars came down so close
You could touch them just like rings
And you felt so happy-sad
It all seemed part of the same thing
Oh, when the days ran wild
And he was a child

And later on when the tractors came
And made light work, that would have taken days
So with nothing else to do
We just turned the days to rain
It would take an endless chain of circumstance
To get up and start again
Oh, when the tractors came
The the field of grain

We have nothing else to do

Johnny, now those days have ended
There's no more time on our side
They say, in a little while
It will all take on a new- take on a new light
We have nothing else to do
We have nothing else to do
We have nothing else to do
We have nothing else to do
Take on a new light
Take on a new light

Take on a new light