Текст песни montgomery gentry - My Father`s Son
montgomery gentry - My Father`s Son слова песни
(Dan Colehour/Scooter Carusoe)Old white washed barn doorsRain rusted tinStraw packed shirt and blue jeansHangin` in the windThere`s never time for these bones to mend Up before the sun driesThe frost on my fieldsI`ve got the diesel burnin`Turnin` these four wheels Across this land I been handed downFeel my roots run deep in this ground So stand me up tall in this seatLord help me guide this plow beneath my feetAnd turn this earth over one more timeSome say this way of life is doneBut not for my father`s son Three GenerationsBefore I ever cameCut back these timbersAnd bet their lives on grain And I want to see just once before I dieUs doin` more than just barely getting by So stand me up tall in this seatLord help me guide this plow beneath my feetAnd turn this earth over one more timeSome say this way of life is doneBut not for my father`s son Now and then I walk my fenceDown by the old country roadAnd watch the cars go rushin` byAnd disappear like ghosts Out where the sky meets the amber wavesYeah I`m a rock in this land God made So stand me up tall in this seatLord help me guide this plow beneath my feetAnd turn this earth over one more timeSome say this way of life is doneBut not for my father`s son