And on the Eighth Day: Thank You, America's Farmers

Im Just a Farmer, Plain and Simple

I'm just a farmer,

Plain and simple.

Not of a royal birth

But rather, a worker of the earth.

I know not of riches

But rather, of patches on my britches

I know of draught and rain,

Of pleasure and pain.

I know of the good and the bad,

The happy and the sad.

I am a man of emotions.

A man who loves this land,

And the beauty of its sand.

I know of a spring's fresh flow

And autumn's golden glow,

Of a newborn calf's hesitation,

And the eagle's destination.

I know of tall pines,

And long, waiting lines.

Of the warmth of campfires,

And the agony of flat tires.

But I am a man who loves his job

And the life I live.

I am a man who works with God,

I cannot succeed without his help,

For you see,

I'm just a farmer

Plain and simple.