There's a silver shadow showing
By the light of the moon
There's a cool breeze blowing
While the grains gather dew
There's a dog-legged tree line
That steals the edge of the sky
There's a spring that runs through there
That never runs dry
You can hear the barrels thumping
You can smell the fire
You can hear the hickory popping
While the smoke fills the night
In the darkness
Out from the light
Making something from nothing
Hasn't that always been the way
Believing that tomorrow
Will be better than today
But broken hearts and broken souls
Broken vows and broken homes
Seem to keep their pace
In this time and in this place
In the darkness
Out from the light