Country Music lyrics

Who'll buy my wheat, who'll buy my corn,

To feed my babies when their born?

The seeds and dirt, a prayer for rain, that I can use.

I work the land, I watched the sky,

I talk to God and wonder why,

But it's the only life I know, these Farmer's blues.

CHORUS

I see the seasons come and go, sending rain, fire and snow.

I'm at the mercy of it all, this life I choose.