~ The Farmer and the Lord ~
While resting one evening
By the side of the road
I saw an old farmer in a field
He’d just hoed
His face was all brown and wrinkled
By the wind
And he was talking to the Lord
Just like he'd be talking to a friend
Well Sir, he said in a voice calm and quiet
Them corn tassels need sackin'
But I got no string to tie it
Had no rain in so long that
The fields are mighty dusty
It's been so unbearable hot
That the kids are even gettin' fussy
Now that grass down in the pasture
Should be knee high
If we could just have
A little shower, Lord
It might keep the cow
From going dry
Ah, but listen to me talking
You'd think I wasn't grateful
Why if you didn't know me so well, Lord
You'd think I was down right hateful
You'd think I forgot about
The new calf that you sent
And the money in the mail
That took care of the rent
Ma's cold’s better and
Johnny's home from the Navy
And that good Sunday dinner
Of chicken, dumplings and gravy
The new preacher you sent us Lord
He sure is a fine young man
Why he's just convertin'
Them sinners to beat the band
Well guess I'll be moseying along, Lord
Won't take no more of your time.
Guess there's plenty folks here abouts
Waitin' to ring your line
Evening to you Lord
And watch us over tonight
And don't you worry about us none, Lord
'Cause everything is gonna be all right . . .
Performed by
Jim Reeves
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