In My Next Life

The Blood Red Sun Beat Down And Baked The Red Clay Ground Dust Kicked Up Around His John Deere Wheels No Trace Of Rain In Sight A-gain He'll Lose The Fight And Have To Watch His Crops Die In The Fields They Stood There Both In Tears --- His Wife Of Many Years Said John You Know I Hate To Lose Our Farm He Looked Into Her Eyes Then Looked Up At The Skies And Told Her As He Held Her In His Arms In My Next Life I Want To Be Your Hero Somethin' Better Than I Turned Out To Be I've Lived This Life Behind The Plough And Harrow In My Next Life I'll Make You Proud Of Me