This Lyric is: #230

Song Title: Farming for Uncle Sam
Song writer: David W. Watson
copyright; 1994

Gets up in the morning,
puts on his overalls;
Rooster's crowing bringing in the day.
Plows the feilds from daylight,
Until the morning comes;
Only way he knows to get along.
Dont really matter what he's thinking,
got to get those seeds into the ground.

Twenty years of working,
and it dont make a dent;
Lose it all to the U.S. government.

His wife passed away a few years ago,
Family set out across the land;
He sits and stares at his coffee cups,
you know he does the best he can.
It dont make it any easier,
when he spends his life alone.

Twenty years of working,
and it dont make a dent;
Lose it all to the U.S. government.

I guess the farming man's a dying breed,
But, there's still a world out
there to feed.

Twenty years of working,
and it dont make a dent;
Lose it all to the U.S. government.

Gets up in the morning,
puts on his overalls;
Rooster crowing bring in the day...

[This message has been edited by blakeh (edited 09-01-2002).]