The Farmer And The Lord - Re-Recorded In Stereo

(Jim Wilson)
 While resting the other evening by the side of the road
 I saw an old farmer in the field that he just hold
 His face was all brown and wrinkled by the sun and the wind
 And he was talking to the Lord just like he'd be talking to a friend.
 Well, he said with his voice calm and quiet
 Them corn tassels need sucking I got no strenght to tie it
 Had no rain in so long that the fields are mighty dusty
 And it's been so unbearable hot that the kids were even gettin' fussy.
 Now that grass down and the pasture it should be knee high
 If we could just have a little shower Lord it might keep the calf from going dry
 Oh, 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 frogot about that new calf that you sent
 And the money in the mail that took care of the rent
 Mama's cough's better and Johnny's home from the navy
 And that good Sunday dinner of hot chicken and dumplings and gravy.
 And that new preacher you sent us Lord he's sure a fine young man
 Why he's just convertin' them sinners to beat the man
 Well I guess I'll mosey on home now Lord I won't take no more your time
 I guess there's plenty folks here about waitin' to ring your line.
 Evening to you Lord and watch us over tonight
 Don't you worry about us, now Lord, 'cause everything is gonna be all right...