What’s the future Future Farmers For this country way of life When a man can’t make a living With eighty acres and a wife When those bankers start foreclosing When the prices start to fall What’s the future Future Farmers With your back against the wall Tell me now What’s the use of going busted …
He settled west of Oklahoma With a dream and a Texas bride He built a homestead on the prairie With mud and straw and western pride Lord, he tried to raise a family Like his daddy did before He called himself an old sod buster He never wanted any more (Chorus) And with the sweat …
“They’re only half-mile rows, son And there’s water at the end” Oh, Mama, wish I could be In those cotton fields again A man will make a living Doing what he has to do And Mama, that’s just what you did When he left it up to you Well, you loved that old dirt farmer …