“Farmer” Sheet Music (pdf).
“Farmer” Karaoke (midi with lyrics).
Lyrics: Kristin Lems.
Tune: Kristin Lems.
I am a farmer. I’ve been one all my life.
Call me a farmer and not a farmer’s wife.
The plough and hoe left their patterns on my hand.
And now they tell me this is not my land.
We raised two children, and they are farmers, too.
A crop and garden, every year, we grew.
Two hundred acres ain’t no easy haul.
But it’s a good life: no regrets at all.
When Joe turned fifty, his back was actin’ up.
We three took over so’s he could rest up.
My Joe was buried where his daddy lies.
And soon some men came, askin’ for my price.
I said, “I live here, and I’m gonna stay.
What makes you think I wanna move away?”
They smiled real slyly, said, “Now, your farmer’s dead.
The farm ain’t yours ’til you pay the overhead.”
I know we women, we ain’t been in the know.
But we are no fools as far as farming goes.
The crop don’t know no woman’s work or man’s.
There ain’t no law can take me from my land.
’Cause I’m a farmer. I’ve been one all my life.
Call me a farmer and not a farmer’s wife.
The plough and hoe left their patterns on my hand.
No one can tell me this is not my land.
This is my land.