| Song | Cornfield |
| Artist | His Name Is Alive |
| Album | Mouth By Mouth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : His Name Is Alive | |
| through the fields row by row | |
| one plant at a time | |
| down the row field by field | |
| this field will take a long time | |
| there's corn from here to night | |
| this field will take all day | |
| twelve hours and we'll home | |
| until then we'll walk the row | |
| the sun is in the heart | |
| and i am sending light and warmth | |
| in the gold, city of gold | |
| in the black, city of sand | |
| the great lakes, the summer, the heat, the corn | |
| the great lakes, the heat, mazola the oil | |
| when the fish are jumpin, in the summer time | |
| i've driven from the country to here | |
| its so much hotter in the city | |
| cause they ain't got god in the city | |
| i'm so tired of this |
| zuo ci : His Name Is Alive | |
| through the fields row by row | |
| one plant at a time | |
| down the row field by field | |
| this field will take a long time | |
| there' s corn from here to night | |
| this field will take all day | |
| twelve hours and we' ll home | |
| until then we' ll walk the row | |
| the sun is in the heart | |
| and i am sending light and warmth | |
| in the gold, city of gold | |
| in the black, city of sand | |
| the great lakes, the summer, the heat, the corn | |
| the great lakes, the heat, mazola the oil | |
| when the fish are jumpin, in the summer time | |
| i' ve driven from the country to here | |
| its so much hotter in the city | |
| cause they ain' t got god in the city | |
| i' m so tired of this |
| zuò cí : His Name Is Alive | |
| through the fields row by row | |
| one plant at a time | |
| down the row field by field | |
| this field will take a long time | |
| there' s corn from here to night | |
| this field will take all day | |
| twelve hours and we' ll home | |
| until then we' ll walk the row | |
| the sun is in the heart | |
| and i am sending light and warmth | |
| in the gold, city of gold | |
| in the black, city of sand | |
| the great lakes, the summer, the heat, the corn | |
| the great lakes, the heat, mazola the oil | |
| when the fish are jumpin, in the summer time | |
| i' ve driven from the country to here | |
| its so much hotter in the city | |
| cause they ain' t got god in the city | |
| i' m so tired of this |