The Farmer in Me
Embracing the Farmer's Heart
Lyrics
I roll my windows down
I enjoy the fresh air by lowering my car windows
Every time I pass a plow
Whenever I see a plow at work
That's churning up the ground
Turning the soil to plant a cornfield
To plant a field on corn
There's a special significance to the sound
There's something about the sound
The rain falling as a new calf is born
Of the rain coming down
Especially the sound of rain
As a brand new baby cow is being born
During the birth of a baby cow
There's nothing like the taste of grandma's cooking
Nothing compares to the taste of grandma's cooking
Or a bite of apple pie when she ain't looking
Or sneaking a bite of apple pie without her noticing
It ain't a 9 to 5
Farming is not a typical 9 to 5 job
It's all day and half the night
It's a full-day commitment, often extending into the night
Praying for just the things you need
Praying for essential things
It's stories handed down
Passing down stories through generations
With a passion for the ground
With a deep love for the land
And a pride for the hand that plants the seed
And a sense of pride in planting seeds
I ain't telling you what you should believe
The speaker won't dictate beliefs
That's just the farmer in me
It's just the farmer expressing themselves
I think calloused hands
Calloused hands symbolize a hardworking man
Are the sign of a man
Not afraid to take a stand for his work
That ain't afraid to take a stand for what he does
A commitment to what he does
And when he tips his hat
When he tips his hat, it's a special moment
There's just something about that
Suggesting the possibility of falling in love
That makes me think we could fall in love
Because of the genuine actions
So if your gonna wear a cowboy
Advice on wearing a cowboy hat
Then you can't be afraid to break your back
Requires readiness to work hard
It ain't a 9 to 5
Farming isn't a 9 to 5 job
It's all day and half the night
A continuous effort, day and night
Praying for just the things you need
Praying for necessities
It's stories handed down
Stories passed through generations
With a passion for the ground
With love for the land
And a pride for the hand that plants the seed
Pride in the act of planting seeds
I ain't telling you what you should believe
The speaker won't impose beliefs
That's just the farmer in me
It's just the farmer expressing themselves
The only Sunday morning coming down
Sundays are dedicated to the church
Is down to the church my grandpa found
Grandpa's chosen church
It ain't a 9 to 5
Farming is not a 9 to 5 job
It's all day and half the night
It requires commitment throughout the day and night
Praying for just the things you need
Praying for essential things
It's stories handed down
Stories passed through generations
With a passion for the ground
With love for the land
And a pride for the hand that plants the seed
Pride in the act of planting seeds
I ain't telling you what you should believe
The speaker won't impose beliefs
I ain't telling you what you should believe
The repetition emphasizes the farmer's perspective
That's just the farmer in me
It's just the farmer expressing themselves
That's just the farmer in me
Reiterates that the essence is the farmer's identity
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