Hear Him in the Wind

Fresh tracks in the pasture

Gate hangin' open wide

Your cap still on the fencepost

Like you just ran inside

That old four-wheeler's parked now

Mud dried along the tin

But if I stand here long enough

I swear I hear you again

If I stand quiet in this field

I can hear him in the wind

Laughin' round that last sharp turn

Sayin', "C'mon, let her spin"

He went out ridin' wide and wild

Just like he always did

If I stand quiet in this field

I can hear him in the wind

Your boots by the back door

Dust we can't bring to clean

Sun drops behind the hay bales

Sky burns and then goes dim

But when that cool breeze rolls on through

It sounds a lot like him

If I stand quiet in this field

I can hear him in the wind

Laughin' round that last sharp turn

Sayin', "C'mon, let her spin"

He went out ridin' wide and wild

Just like he always did

If I stand quiet in this field

I can hear him in the wind

I talk out loud like you're still here

"Man, you see that storm roll in?"

I feel that rush across my face

Like your hand on mine again

You chased that freedom down these rows

Till the good Lord called you in

Now every rustle of this grass

Is you racin' on the wind

If I stand quiet in this field

I can hear him in the wind

Laughin' round that last sharp turn

Sayin', "C'mon, let her spin"

He went out ridin' wide and wild

Just like he always did

If I stand quiet in this field

I can hear him in the wind