there s a piece of prairie with a white picket gate the geographic center of the lower forty eight how long it s been in our family is anybody s guess we were riding these plains before the pony express there s a sycamore tree all splintered and brown well it used to touch the sky til the twister came around it s got this one green branch pointing in the air yeah it s still hanging on just like the people round here you can hold back the rain bring on the wind knock us right down we ll get up again we ve dug in deep made our stand this is our homeland i can feel their spirit deep in my bones up on the hill we carved it in stone been a long line before us and little ones to come yeah it s a family thing that we re carrying on you can hold back the rain bring on the wind knock us right down we ll get up again we ve dug in deep made our stand this is our homeland we ve dug in deep we ve made our stand this is our homeland this is our homeland this is our home this is our homeland this is our homeland this is our homeland 