Plow On

A drunk left this world
With a life led of shame
And a poor young boy
To carry on his name

Eighty years of debt
And a farm that wouldn't yield
His own ring of hell
Rests out in that field

Plow on, plow on
For some bread on your table
Then you're back out by dawn
Plow on

There ain't no hope
For a higher sense of living
When you ain't got nothin'
Except the nothing you were given

Now you share your cup
With your wife and three kids
And pray that they have more
Than you ever did

Plow on, plow on
For some bread on your table
And you're back out by dawn
Plow on

Plow on, plow on
For some bread on your table
Then you're back out by dawn
Plow on

A drunk left this world
With a life led of shame
And a poor young soul
To carry on his name



Credits
Writer(s): Trevor Christensen
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