black Land Farmer - Frankie Miller

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Black Land Farmer
by Frankie Miller
© ARPS Publishing (BMI)

When the Lord made me He made a simple man
Not much money and not much land
He didn't make me no banker or legal charmer
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

Breaking up the new ground early in the day
Gonna plant cotton, I'm gonna plant hay
I love to smell the sweet breeze blowing through the corn
Lord, you sho done me right by my blackland farm

I feel like I'm getting closer to you, God
Plowing up the new ground and breaking up the sod
My mind is set not to do no harm
Lord, I owe it all to You and my blackland farm

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Lyrics copy-pasted from the link cited above.-Joe Offer-