A shiver under Borealis I’ve known
Four thousand miles from the warmth of my home
Fog in my brain from a pillow of snow
When dark was the night and cold was the ground
I’ve blessed the rains on down in Africa
Skinny fingers flashin’ out across the savanna
Purple haze of dust breathin’ through a bandanna
When dark was the night and cold was the ground
I’ve stood in the woods up in North Carolina
Wet clothes shakin’ bones like a set of fine china
Twenty miles and a pack sittin’ there behind ya
When dark was the night and cold was the ground
Seen hearts fall apart under Texas stars
Shiny tears washin’ down broken mason jars
While the moon cast a shadow over passin’ cars
When dark was the night and cold was the ground
Heard about a man with the world on His back
Sweat drops of blood in a garden of black
Bought for thirty coins before He bought the world back
When dark was the night and cold was the ground
North Of The Home Fires 