Your lines tell a story of a different time
Living on dime luck covered in grime
With outdoor tractors, bench seat trucks
Getting everything you need for less than five bucks
Starting every morning before the sun comes up
Coffee and Cigarettes, your first loves
Your elbow hanging out the window of the truck
Carhart overalls covered in dust
The days were long, the times were tough,
But they were built on heart and sweat and love
All for having a home to hang your hat on.
Praying for rain, checking the herd,
Fixing the fence, digging in the dirt
That's the life of a farmer; through the eyes of his granddaughter.
Bullet shells line the floor of your truck
The smell gasoline on your leather gloves
Never quitting a job till the work is done
So much to do before the setting sun
The days were long, the times were tough,
But they were built on heart and sweat and love
All for having a home to hang your hat on
Praying for rain, checking the herd,
Fixing the fence, digging in the dirt
That's the life of a farmer; through the eyes of his granddaughter.
Things look a little bit different now
And time moves slower since they sold the cows
But your pocket knife's still in your cut up jeans
Ready for anything the day may bring
The days are long, the times are tough,
But they are built on heart and sweat and love
All for having a home to hang your hat on.
Your Still Praying for rain, watching the birds,
Coffee with friends, digging in the dirt
That's the life of a farmer; through the eyes of his granddaughter.
Your dog's still barking from the steering wheel
Can't beat the way that girl makes you feel
Your lines tell a story of a different time
A child's memories filled with pride