Blackland Farmer Lyrics
Blackland Farmer - Frankie Miller
Written by：Frankie Miller
When the lord made me
He made a simple man
Not much money and not much land
He didn't make me no banker or legal charmer
When the lord made me he made a black land farmer
Well my hands ain't smooth my face is rough
But my heart is warm and my ways ain't tough
I guess I'm the luckiest man ever born
'Cause the lord gave me health
And a black land farm
Humming
Breaking up the new ground early in the day
Gonna plant cotton I'm gonna plant hay
I love the smell of sweet breeze
Blowin' through the corn
Lord you sho' done me right
By my black land farm
I feel like I'm a gettin' closer to you god
Plowing up the ground and a breaking up the sod
Well my mind is set and you konw harm
Lord I owe it all to you
And my black land farm
Humming