The Farmer

Ma in the kitchen baking bread Baby fast asleep in the bed Sis in her nightgown plays with her doll Brother fetches water from the well Pa is out working in the field Tries to earn enough from this days' yield Sun beating down there's sweat on his brow Ma rings the bell supper's it's ready now As they sit down they thank the Lord For all they're given Milk and wine is poured Belly's are full it's time for sleep Pa gets the money jar to count his keep Farm life was tough just to survive They scrimped and scraped to stay alive Sis dances jigs to make Pa smile They don't have much but they're good for the while Sitting by the fire now the night's gone cold Pa tells stories from days of old Takes his fiddle plays one more song Kids are weary now, it won't be long Ma in her nightie holds Pa in her arms Blows out the lantern and turns on her charms Day is over A new dawn will come They're all together that's more than some Farm life was tough they didn't have a lot Simple living was all they got Values were strong hard work their rule The farm was all they knew