giddyup here boy
when the lord made me he made a simple man
not much money andnotmuch land
he didn’tmake me no banker or legalcharmer
when the lord made me he made a blackland farmer
well my hands ain’t smooth my face is rough
but my heart is warm and my ways ain’t tough
i guess i’m the luckiest man ever born
’cause the lord gave me health and a blackland farm
breakin’ up the new ground early in the day
gonna plant cotton i’m gonna plant hay
i love the smell of sweet breeze blowin’ through the corn
lord you sure done me right by my blackland farm
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i feel like i’m agettin’ closer to you god
a plow in the ground and abreakin’ up the sod
well my mind is at ease and i could do no harm
lord i owe it all to you and my blackland farm
Artist: Frankie Miller
Year: 1961
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 87