paroles de chanson Black Land Farmer - Frankie Miller
(Whistle)
Giddy-on-up
boy
(Humming)
When
the
lord
made
me
He
made
a
simple
man
Not
much
money
and
not
much
land
He
didn't
make
me
no
banker
or
legal
charmer
When
the
lord
made
me
he
made
a
blackland
farmer
Well
my
hands
ain't
smooth,
my
face
is
rough
But
my
heart
is
warm
and
my
ways
ain't
tough
I
guess
I'm
the
luckiest
man
ever
born
'Cause
the
lord
gave
me
health
And
a
blackland
farm
(Humming)
Breaking
up
the
new
ground
early
in
the
day
Gonna
plant
cotton,
I'm
gonna
plant
hay
I
love
the
smell
of
sweet
breeze
Blowin'
through
the
corn
Lord
you
sho'
done
me
right
By
my
blackland
farm
I
feel
like
I'm
a-gettin'
closer
to
you,
God
Plowing
up
the
ground
and
a-breaking
up
the
sod
Well
my
mind
is
set
at
ease
and
I
could
do
no
harm
Lord,
I
owe
it
all
to
you
And
my
blackland
farm
(Humming)
1 Too Hot to Handle
2 Pain
3 Don't You Dare Tell Ruby Where I'm At
4 Old Side of Town
5 Family Man
6 If You Were Me
7 Two Lips Away (With Leona Williams)
8 There's a Song On the Jukebox
9 Pickin Time
10 Black Land Farmer
11 Out of This World
12 I Flew Over Our House Last Night
13 Song of Songs
14 Keep On the Sunnyside
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