Steve Azar - American Farmer lyrics

rate me

In worn out jeans and an old work shirt

a baseball cap that wears the dirt

of years of tough work

stands the American farmer

humble as a man you’ll ever come across

lives by his words and knows the cost

of how fast it’s won or lost

that’s the American farmer

and no matter the rain, heat or snow

Chorus

He wakes up before the break of dawn

works as hard as the day is long

and like a mother cares for her child

he’ll cling to his precious land

readies those fields and sews the seeds

with his own two fists he’ll fight the weeds

and wears his coat of sweat

like it’s some kind of armor

that’s the American farmer

He’s a gambler like none you’ve ever seen

lets it all ride on a field of dreams

just prays for the strength

to keep her goin’

an extension of God’s own hands

handed down yet once again

carries the torch and the plan

of the American farmer

and no matter how late he lays down his head

Chorus

He wakes up before the break of dawn

works as hard as the day is long

and like a mother cares for her child

he’ll cling to his precious land

readies those fields and sews the seeds

with his own two fists he’ll fight the weeds

and wears his coat of sweat

like it’s some kind of armor

that’s the American farmer

Chorus

He wakes up before the break of dawn

works as hard as the day is long

and like a mother cares for her child

he’ll cling to his precious land

readies those fields and sews the seeds

with his own two fists he’ll fight the weeds

and wears his coat of sweat

like it’s some kind of armor

that’s the American farmer