Текст песни Dave Dudley - Soil Bank
Dave Dudley - Soil Bank слова песни
Well there once was a time that this farm of mine was plowed by a mule and a manThey worked from dawn till darkness just tryin` to civilize the sandSpikin` holes then placin` a seed like each one was a friendThen hope they`d planted it deep enough to survive the dusthole windsBut lots of things have changed since that ol` mule went to the barnI brought that little ol` house out back inside where it`s nice and warmNo more blisters from a walkin` plow or chokin` the weedin` holeI just leave the land the way it is and watch good money growSoil banks and surplus wheat leaves lots of time on my handsBut I`ll take time over blisters any weekAnd live off the fat of the (live off the fat of the) live off the fat of the land[ ac.guitar ]Well as long as they keep payin` me not a work or lift a handI`m gonna keep on buyin` up all this money makin` sandAnd I guess I`ll be real famous soon and that`s a matter of factThey`re sayin` they`re gonna mention my name in the Farmer`s AlmanacAnd I owe it all to Uncle Sam for a deal you just can`t beatAnd I moved from old starvation road to live on Easy StreetAnd I know this golden chain of luck will sooner or later breakBut by the time that it finally does I won`t have to stateSoil banks and surplus wheat...