In My Next Life

The Blood Red Sun Beat Down And Baked The Red Clay Ground
 Dust Kicked Up Around His John Deere Wheels
 No Trace Of Rain In Sight A-gain He'll Lose The Fight
 And Have To Watch His Crops Die In The Fields
 They Stood There Both In Tears --- His Wife Of Many Years
 Said John You Know I Hate To Lose Our Farm
 He Looked Into Her Eyes Then Looked Up At The Skies
 And Told Her As He Held Her In His Arms
 In My Next Life I Want To Be Your Hero
 Somethin' Better Than I Turned Out To Be
 I've Lived This Life Behind The Plough And Harrow
 In My Next Life I'll Make You Proud Of Me
 The Muscles In His Arms Just Like His Run Down Farm
 Soon Withered And Slowly Disap-peared
 One Hard Workin' Man --- Two Hard Workin' Hands
 Were Givin' Up After All These Years
 His Aging Eyes Grew Dim And The Lady That Worshipped Him
 Sat Cryin' On A Chair Beside His Bed
 Her Hands Caressed His Brow And She Said It's Alright Now
 And As He Slowly Slipped Away He Said
 In My Next Life I Want To Be Your Hero
 Somethin' Better Than I Turned Out To Be
 I've Lived This Life Behind The Plough And Harrow
 In My Next Life I'll Make You Proud Of Me
 In My Next Life I Want To Be Your Hero
 Somethin' Better Than I Turned Out To Be
 I've Lived This Life Behind The Plough And Harrow
 In My Next Life I'll Make You Proud Of Me
 In My Next Life I'll Make You Proud Of Me