Jim Reeves Farmer And The Lord Lyrics

Farmer And The Lord Lyrics

While resting one evening by the side of the road

I saw an old farmer in
the field he'd just hoed

His face was all brown and wrinkled by the
wind

And he was talking to the Lord, just like he'd be talking to a
friend

Well Sir, he said in a voice calm and quiet

Them corn
tassels need stackin', but, uh, I got no string to tie it

Had no rain in
so long that the fields are mighty dusty

And it's been so unbearable hot
that the kids are even gettin' fussy

Now that grass down in the pasture
should be knee high

If we could just have a little shower Lord- it might
keep the calf from going dry

Oh- but listen to me talk, an' you'd think I
wasn't grateful

Why if you didn't know me so well Lord you'd think I was
down right hateful

You'd think I'd forgot about the new calf that you
sent

And the money in the mail that took care of the rent

Ma's
cold's better, and Johnny's home from the navy

And that good Sunday
dinner of chicken, dumplings, and gravy

That new preacher you sent us
Lord- he sure is a fine young man

Why he's just convertin' them sinners
to beat the band

Well guess I'll mosey on along, Lord. Won't take no more
your time

Guess there's plenty folks here about waitin' to ring your
line

Evening to you Lord, and watch over us tonight

And don't you
worry about us none, Lord, cause everything is gonna be all right