God Made A Farmer
He don't punch no clock in the mornin'
He's up long before the break of dawn
And he's already turnt the wheel on a hand-me down tractor
Dropped hay bales way out in the pasture
Another week of no rain
Aw but he don't complain
'Cause at the end of the day
That's why God made a farmer, to keep us between the ropes
To work hard, love harder, and you'll reap what you sow
So when you say grace for the food on your plate, pray a little longer
'Cause that's why God made a farmer
There's an old bump gate that still needs fixin'
And a whole lot of fences that need mendin'
But he's tendin' to a new born colt with a two quart bottle
Out in the barn 'cause he lost his mama
It's two week to harvest time
The header's out on the combine
But he never falls, he never falls behind
That's why God made a farmer, to keep us between the ropes
To work hard, love harder, and you'll reap what you sow
So when you say grace for the food on your plate, pray a little longer
'Cause that's why God made a farmer
Another week but still no rain
But he'll never complain
He'll just plow right through it
And go against the grain
That's why God made a farmer, to keep us between the ropes
To work hard, love harder, and you'll reap what you sow
So when you say grace for the food on your plate, pray a little longer
'Cause that's why God made a farmer
Yeah when I say grace for the food on my plate, I pray a little longer
That God made a farmer
Oh that God made a farmer
He's up long before the break of dawn
And he's already turnt the wheel on a hand-me down tractor
Dropped hay bales way out in the pasture
Another week of no rain
Aw but he don't complain
'Cause at the end of the day
That's why God made a farmer, to keep us between the ropes
To work hard, love harder, and you'll reap what you sow
So when you say grace for the food on your plate, pray a little longer
'Cause that's why God made a farmer
There's an old bump gate that still needs fixin'
And a whole lot of fences that need mendin'
But he's tendin' to a new born colt with a two quart bottle
Out in the barn 'cause he lost his mama
It's two week to harvest time
The header's out on the combine
But he never falls, he never falls behind
That's why God made a farmer, to keep us between the ropes
To work hard, love harder, and you'll reap what you sow
So when you say grace for the food on your plate, pray a little longer
'Cause that's why God made a farmer
Another week but still no rain
But he'll never complain
He'll just plow right through it
And go against the grain
That's why God made a farmer, to keep us between the ropes
To work hard, love harder, and you'll reap what you sow
So when you say grace for the food on your plate, pray a little longer
'Cause that's why God made a farmer
Yeah when I say grace for the food on my plate, I pray a little longer
That God made a farmer
Oh that God made a farmer
Credits
Writer(s): Mike Mobley, Bart Brandon Butler, Kyle Alan Park
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