He tills the soil and plants the seeds to feed his
hungry land the farmer the farmer With a hoe a
shovel and a turnin' plow makin' his livin' by the
sweat of the brow The farmer the farmer When the
sun gets hot the fields are dry and like a brain
the seeds then die The farmer the farmer Then he
bends his back to plant new grain then his farm is
blessed with rain The farmer God bless the farmer
Then on his knees gives thanks to God for fertile
fields of black rich sod The farmer God bless the
farmer Raising his two calloused hands thanking
God for letting him Use his land to be a farmer
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feeds the hungry birds in the snow the farmer the
farmer No wonder he's the first in spring To hear
the lovely robins sing the farmer the farmer His
woman loves and understands She works by his side
in the fields like a man the farmers the farmers
Then on their knees give thanks to God for fertile
fields of black rich sod The farmers God bless the
farmers Raising up their calloused hands thanking
God for letting them Be farmers just plain farmers
God bless the farmers the farmers God bless the
farmers the farmers