The Farmer Songtext
von Lance Canales

Who wakes up the sun working in the fields, oh lord?
Whose hands is cracked and heart is steel
Shares her bounty with the whole wide world
Working singing sun done gone
Raise my glass to the farmer lord
No one work harder than the children of Cain
Cain was a farmer in the fields of Eden
Worked until you buried his bones
Gave up his crops to the lord, yes he did
Turned away and let Cain down


Raise my glass to the farmer lord
No one work harder than the children of Cain
Your father′s father worked them fields, yes he did
Worked until you buried their bones
You grew up in their dusty steps, yes you did
In them fields you now hold on your own
Doing everything to hold on to your fields
No one work harder than the children of Cain
Raise my glass to the farmer lord
No one work harder than the children of Cain