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In worn out jeans and an old work shirt
a baseball cap that wears the dirt
of years of tough work
stands the American farmer
humble as a man you’ll ever come across
lives by his words and knows the cost
of how fast it’s won or lost
that’s the American farmer
and no matter the rain, heat or snow

Chorus
He wakes up before the break of dawn
works as hard as the day is long
and like a mother cares for her child
he’ll cling to his precious land
readies those fields and sews the seeds
with his own two fists he’ll fight the weeds
and wears his coat of sweat
like it’s some kind of armor
that’s the American farmer

He’s a gambler like none you’ve ever seen
lets it all ride on a field of dreams
just prays for the strength
to keep her goin’
an extension of God’s own hands
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handed down yet once again
carries the torch and the plan
of the American farmer
and no matter how late he lays down his head

Chorus
He wakes up before the break of dawn
works as hard as the day is long
and like a mother cares for her child
he’ll cling to his precious land
readies those fields and sews the seeds
with his own two fists he’ll fight the weeds
and wears his coat of sweat
like it’s some kind of armor
that’s the American farmer
Chorus
He wakes up before the break of dawn
works as hard as the day is long
and like a mother cares for her child
he’ll cling to his precious land
readies those fields and sews the seeds
with his own two fists he’ll fight the weeds
and wears his coat of sweat
like it’s some kind of armor
that’s the American farmer