My Father`s Son Lyrics

My Father`s Son lyrics

(Dan Colehour/Scooter Carusoe)



Old white washed barn doors

Rain
rusted tin

Straw packed shirt and blue jeans

Hangin' in the
wind

There's never time for these bones to mend 



Up before the sun
dries

The frost on my fields

I've got the diesel burnin'

Turnin'
these four wheels 



Across this land I been handed down

Feel my
roots run deep in this ground 



So stand me up tall in this
seat

Lord help me guide this plow beneath my feet

And turn this earth
over one more time

Some say this way of life is done

But not for my
father's son 



Three Generations

Before I ever came

Cut back
these timbers

And bet their lives on grain 



And I want to see just
once before I die

Us doin' more than just barely getting by 



So
stand me up tall in this seat

Lord help me guide this plow beneath my
feet

And turn this earth over one more time

Some say this way of life
is done

But not for my father's son 



Now and then I walk my
fence

Down by the old country road

And watch the cars go rushin'
by

And disappear like ghosts 



Out where the sky meets the amber
waves

Yeah I'm a rock in this land God made 



So stand me up tall
in this seat

Lord help me guide this plow beneath my feet

And turn this
earth over one more time

Some say this way of life is done

But not for
my father's son