paroles de chanson When I First Came To This Land - The Traditional , Mormon Tabernacle Choir

When I first came to this land
I was not a wealthy man
So I got myself a farm
And I did what I could

So I got myself a farm
Called my farm "The muscle in my arm"
But the land was sweet and good
And I did what I could

That farm had neither dog nor cat
Not a soul to holler at
So I got myself a wife
And I did what I could So I got myself a wife
Called my wife "Run for your life"
But the land was sweet and good
And I did what I could

When a year had passed away
I came home one summer day
Found I got myself a son
And I did what I could

Found I got myself a son
Called my son "My work′s done"
But the land was sweet and good
And I did what I could

Well he grew up and left the farm
Brought a wife back on his arm
Soon the rooms were full of kids
And I did what I could Soon the rooms were full of kids
Called those kids "Flip your lids"
But the land was sweet and good
And I did what I could

When I first came to this land
I was not a wealthy man
Now I've built my family tree
Yes I did what I could

Now I′ve built my family tree
I call that tree "Enough for me"
But the land was sweet and good
And I did what I could And I called my farm "The muscle in my arm"
Called my wife "Run for your life"
Called my Son "My work's done"
Called those kids "Flip your lids"
Family tree's "Enough for me"
But the land was sweet and good
And I did what I could And I called my farm "The muscle in my arm"
Called my wife "Run for your life"
Called my Son "My work′s done"
Called those kids "Flip your lids"
Family tree′s "Enough for me"
But the land was sweet and good
And I did what I could