Charlie Parr - Farmer lyrics

I had to leave the farm when I was 15 Too many mouths for what we had And I bummed my way to the coast But things out there were just as bad The wind blows the topsoil to the sea What's left is barren and grey I came home to make my stand behind the plow And odd jobs when the times got tight But the work faces me every morning And the worry haunts me all the night The wind blows the topsoil to the sea What's left is barren and grey I can't bear to see kids starving on TV Poor folks can't afford enough to eat Grain rots in storage for the price The market has no worries for what's right The wind blows the topsoil to the sea What's left is barren and grey When I'm dead the kids'll dump my ashes Into the oil of our Allis ‘53 And I'll live just as long as that tractor And die when the rust carries me to the sea The wind blows the topsoil to the sea What's left is barren and grey These crops have gone from green to brown And my hair's gone from brown to grey And the sun will surely shine upon these fields And I will kneel to pray for rain today The wind blows the topsoil to the sea What's left is barren and grey