[Verse]
Out on the plain where the wheat waves high,
Lives are measured by grain and sky.
A whisper rolled through the farmstead road,
Of a shadowed deed, a heavy load.
[Verse 2]
A child, a cry, a bruised faint plea,
Brought the barnyard men down to their knees.
In the land of toil, where the honest thrive,
They swore on the soil they'd set it right.
[Chorus]
Through the fields with the moon as their guide,
A brotherhood formed in the shadow’s stride.
They carried no badge, just grit and the truth,
To hunt the man who shattered the youth.
[Verse 3]
Tracks in the mud, a trail through the pines,
Every heartbeat marked by silent signs.
They found the cabin, with lights burned dim,
A reckoning waited there for him.
[Bridge]
No need for a judge on these dirt-worn lands,
Justice lives in a farmer's hands.
The wind held still as if to abide,
When they faced him down with the child inside.
[Chorus]
Through the fields with the moon as their guide,
A brotherhood formed in the shadow’s stride.
They carried no badge, just grit and the truth,
To hunt the man who shattered the youth.