sawyer brown farmer tan şarkı sözleri
There are tears in the eyes of the scarecrowHis head is sinking' lowHe tends his fields with the best of themThinkin' love can make it growBut when the landlord says it's overAnd the harvest has turned coldThere ain't enough to pay the manAfter the crops have been soldChorusTell me what do we see when we look in the mirrorHe don't see no money but he sees something clearerThere's a man doin' all that he can in the midst of no concernHe ain't in the sun tryin' to get his arms brownHe's tryin' to pull a livin' out of that old hard groundThese days a man and his dreams can get a little burnedWorkin' on a farmer tanWorkin' on a farmer tanThe fruits of his labor, have dried up on the vineHe don't want for finer things, he's wanting to get byThere are fertile fields of compassionWe have yet to turnWe educate and we nominate but will we ever learnChorus repeats twice
