歌词
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm-mm-hmm
When the Lord made me, he made a simple man
Not much money, not much land
He didn't make me no banker or legal charmer
When the Lord made me, he made a blackland farmer
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm-mm-hmm
Well, my hands ain't smooth, my face is rough
My heart is warm, my ways ain't tough
I guess I'm the luckiest man ever born
'Cause the Lord gave me help and a blackland farm
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm-mm-hmm
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm-mm-hmm
Rakin' up the new ground early in the day
I'm gonna plant cotton, I'm gonna plant hay
I love to smell the sweet breeze blowin' through the corn
Lord, you sure done me right by my blackland farm
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm-mm-hmm
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm-mm-hmm
I feel like I'm a-gettin' closer to you, God
Plowin' in the ground, breakin' up the sod
My mind is at ease, I can do no harm
Lord, I owe it all to you and my blackland farm
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm-mm-hmm
