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Farmer Chris

Album: Farmer Chris Durasi: 3:40

I'm up with the sunrise, boots on the floor

Screen door slammin' as I head out the door

There's a John Deere waitin' by a field of gold

And a hundred little stories in this land I hold

Got dust on my hat, got grease on my hands

Tryin' to make a livin' off this stubborn land

Ain't rich, but rich ain't what this is

Out here, I'm just farmer Chris

Yeah, the days get hot and the nights run long

But this old dirt feels like home sweet home

I'm farmer Chris, I was born for this

Corn in the ground and a girl to kiss

Backroad life and a front porch light

Cold sweet tea on a summer night

Work all day, let the worries drift

Thankin' God for every little gift

It ain't always easy, but the good Lord knows

Life grows slow where the green grass grows

My daddy taught me how to fix what breaks

How to read the clouds and the chance rain takes

How to keep on goin' when the market's low

And trust there's a harvest in the seeds you sow

There's a pickup parked by a weathered shed

And a whole lotta bills keepin' me outta bed

But my little boy laughs and my baby girl grins

That's all the proof I need to win

Yeah, some folks chase neon city lights

I'll take these stars and these firefly nights

I'm farmer Chris, I was born for this

Corn in the ground and a girl to kiss

Backroad life and a front porch light

Cold sweet tea on a summer night

Work all day, let the worries drift

Thankin' God for every little gift

It ain't always easy, but the good Lord knows

Life grows slow where the green grass grows

When the rain won't fall and the fields dry up

You learn how to live on faith and grit enough

And when that red sun sinks behind the pines

I know this life is tough, but man, it's mine

I'm farmer Chris, I was born for this

Blue sky days and a Sunday bliss

Backroad dust and a front porch light

Holdin' my woman on a Friday night

Work all day, let the hard times drift

Still find joy in the life I live

It ain't always easy, but the good Lord knows

Life grows strong where the green grass grows

Yeah, I'm farmer Chris, simple as it gets

A little love, a little land, no regrets