American Farmer

See that man in the field over yonder
 With dirt on his hands and a loan on his back
 He's the man that puts the food on your table
 He's the man that grows the clothes on your back
 Were running a mile out of the house he was born in
 Tending on the sidelines and watching him fall
 Selling his land to the big corporations
 What you gonna do when they get it all
 He's been rolled for sure treated like a outlaw
 Turned down sold out, put out to graze
 He's been pushed you know when he can push no more
 It gets a little harder everyday
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 He's the American farmer
 And he damn hard to beat
 Better wake up America, wake up America
 Coz if the man don't work then the people don't eat
 He's sending the high tech stuff of to Russia
 I can't figure what where doing it for
 We should be sending the wheat and meat and cotton
 Coz a loaf of bread never started no war
 See that man in the middle of city
 Eatin' outta garbage cans, sleepin' in the street
 See that baby, moping in the kitty
 To make ends meet
 It's a damn disgrace on the face of America
 Hungry people everywhere you go
 Children in Africa starving by the fields
 While the land lays fallow and the banks foreclose
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 He's an American, he's an American, he's an American, American farmer
 Never him through
 Coz if he goes down swinging
 You better know where gonna go down swinging to
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 I said the people don't eat
 I said the people don't eat