Тексты песни «Farmer And The Lord»

I was resting one evening by the side of the road When I saw an old farmer in a field he had just hoed His face was brown and all wrinkled by the sun and the wind And he was talking to the Lord Just like he would...

While resting one evening by the side of the road I saw an old farmer in the field he'd just hoed His face was all brown and wrinkled by the wind And he was talking to the Lord, just like he'd be talking to a friend...

While resting the other evening by the side of the road I saw an old farmer in the field that he just hold His face was all brown and wrinkled by the sun and the wind And he was talking to the Lord just like he'd be...

I was resting the other evening by the side of the road When I saw an old farmer in the field that he just hold Oh his face was all brown from the sun and the wind And he was talking to the Lord just like he'd be...