Tom Paxton Eleanor's Song Lyrics

West of Chicago the prairie begins
And all of the mad pandemonium ends
The fleecing, the fighting, the grifting, the lies
Give way to the tall grass and infinite skies

Eleanor lived there in a house on the plains
Where the winter, the wheat fields, the corn fields and grains
Made its own kind of music that only she heard
And each note for Eleanor had its own word

Eleanor's song whispers along
High in the breeze
The trees
Endlessly filling the holes
In heartbroken souls
Oh tell me more

Please Eleanor (please Eleanor)
Sweet Eleanor

She knew no religion but she didn't care The earth was her church and her song was a prayer
She sang to the starlight, the moon and the sun
And under the thunderclouds timpani drum

Sometimes late at night when the trees are in motion
The fields are alive, wild as the ocean
Sending a chill from my head to my toes
If I just stay still and listen real close

Eleanor's song whispers along
High in the breeze
The trees
Endlessly filling the holes
In heartbroken souls
Oh tell me more

Please Eleanor (please Eleanor)
Sweet Eleanor
Sweet Eleanor