I Was a Farmer
I Was a Farmer ©2015
Cliff Bailey / James Paul Bailey / Shannon Slaughter - Elite Circuit Music

On the land of grandad’s dad / 10 years I worked for all I had
Times got hard crops wouldn’t grow / money to the bank I owed

Mama taught me right from wrong / Her teaching didn’t last for long
I Killed and stole what wasn’t mine / Now I’ll pay with my life

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I was a farmer / I worked the land /
Now in this prison / I lay my head

A plow, a hoe, and a team of mules / A farmin’ man these were my tools
Now a hammer and a ball and chain / A dying man ain’t got no name

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From gallows in the morn I’ll swing/ Gonna leave this world on a wing
So lend your ear to me dear friends / For a crimnal’s life, death is the end
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My lonesome story you can tell
Of the day I said farewell