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My Father's Son - Montgomery Gentry

Old white washed barn doors

Rain rusted tin

Straw packed shirt and blue jeans

Hangin' in the wind

There's never time for these bones to mend

Up before the sun dries

The frost on my fields

I've got the diesel burnin'

Turnin' these four wheels

Across this land I been handed down

Feel my roots run deep in this ground

So stand me up tall in this seat

Lord help me guide this plow beneath my feet

And turn this earth over one more time

Some say this way of life is done

But not for my father's son

Three Generations

Before I ever came

Cut back these timbers

And bet their lives on grain

And I want to see just once before I die

Us doin' more than just barely getting by

So stand me up tall in this seat

Lord help me guide this plow beneath my feet

And turn this earth over one more time

Some say this way of life is done

But not for my father's son

Now and then I walk my fence

Down by the old country road

And watch the cars go rushin' by

And disappear like ghosts

Out where the sky meets the amber waves

Yeah I'm a rock in this land God made

So stand me up tall in this seat

Lord help me guide this plow beneath my feet

And turn this earth over one more time

Some say this way of life is done

But not for my father's son