I was resting one evening by the side of the road When I saw an old farmer in a field he had just hoed His face was brown and all wrinkled by the sun and the wind And he was talking to the Lord Just like he would be talking to a friend "Well sir" he said with a voice calm and quiet "Them corn tassels need sacking and I ain't got no string to tie it Hadn't rained in so long the fields are mighty dusty It's been so unbearable hot that the kids are even getting fussy Now that grass down in the pasture it should be knee high If we could just have a little shower Lord It might keep the cow from going dry Ah but listen to me talking Lord You'd think I wasn't grateful Well you'd probably think I was down right hateful You'd think I forgot about that new calf that you sent And the money that came in the mail that took care of the rent Maw's cold is better and Johnny is home from the navy Oh that good Sunday dinner of chicken and dumplings and gravy And that new preacher you sent us he sure is a fine young man Why he is just converting them sinners to beat the ban Well I guess I'll mossy on home now Lord I'll not take no more of your time I guess there are plenty of folks there about waiting to ring your line 'Evening to you Lord and watch over us tonight And don't you worry about us none Lord No Sir because everything is going to be all rightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
