Текст песни Dave Dudley - Farmer`s Prayer
Dave Dudley - Farmer`s Prayer слова песни
Lord put a hand to the handle of my hoeLet me make another step help me go another roadEven though I`m tired I`d break my back for my wife and kids livin` in the shackEvery morning Lord I I get up and look at the skyAnd I know if I`m gonna work the sun`s gotta shineI`m gettin` old Lord before my time broke down body and mindAnd some time when I don`t see a rain cloud floatin` by Lord I just feel like dyin`My pa used to tell me when I was a boyHe said son them big white fleely clouds ain`t nothin` but the cottonfields of the LordSo after all these years of plantin` and choppin` and pickin`If I do get to the heaven like I`ve been tryin` and them clouds be what pa said LordI hope your angels know how to use a hoeLord put a hand...You rememeber the time when the wife said you gotta slow downI said honey I gotta make it while I can so I worked three days without stoppin`For Miss Simons down the road had would need choppin`Ame Merlow over east had hay that needed bailin`Ol` man Turner he wanted his hopper fixed Before spring plantin` down my back LordBut I got it all done before the sky turned black nowLord I ain`t complainin` but sometime when you see me stumbleReach down and lift a hand under my cotton sackMake my days a little shorter my nights a little longerMake a hammer a little lighter and a dollar a little strongerIf there`s anything I can do for you LordLet me know what`s to be done Lord by will be done goodnight LordLord put a hand...