Ballad Of The Lonesome Farmer


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Ballad Of The Lonesome Farmer

My name it don’t mean nothing at all and you don’t need to know
I built my house way up on the ridge before the winter snow
I worked those fields from dawn to dusk, they took the sweat of my brow
I broke my back just staying alive but I made it through somehow
Yeah I broke my back but I made it through somehow

Come spring those flowers they broke in the fields and I took my self to town
I saw her standing all alone the sunlight on her gown
Well I courted her and I made her mine, I swore we’d have a life
When summer came and the grass it grew high I took her for my wife
Yeah the summer it came and I took her for my wife

But everyone knows that love is a lie though it’s truer than many a fact
And everyone knows that true love must die and you should never look back

One day from over the top of the hill a handsome stranger came
My woman she don’t say nothing at all but I watched her just the same
He said that he was passing through and soon be on his way
But I’d seen that kind of man before and I knew that he would stay
Yeah I’d seen his kind and I knew that he would stay

For everyone knows that love is a lie though it’s truer than many a fact
And everyone knows that true love must die and you should never look back

By the broken bones of the old river bed I found her in his arms
I knew that I had lost her then a falling for his charms
Well a cold, cold rage came over me, my world it all went dark
In the blink of an eye I drew my gun and the bullets found their mark
In the blink of an eye the bullets found their mark

For everyone knows that love is a lie though it’s truer than many a fact
And everyone knows that true love must die and you should never look back

Well I stood there staring at what I had done beneath a blood red sky
Then I dug a hole so deep you could see to Hell and you could hear them cry
And I buried them there in that lonely grave with both my guilty hands
And when at last the morning came I went back to work my land
When the morning came I went back to work my land
Yeah the morning came and I went back to work my land


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Words & music: © Fredrick John Pugsley 2015
Released by: redfmusic


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