The Farmer And The Lord

[Intro]
Here is the greatest story about faith that I could find - a simple farmer talking to the Lord

[Intro Verse]
I was resting the other evening by the side of the road
When I saw an old farmer in a field that he had just hoed
Oh, his face was all brown from the sun and the wind
And he was talking to the Lord, just like you'd be talking to a friend

[Verse 1]
"Lord," he said, with his voice calm and quiet
"Them corn tassels need sacking, but I've got no string to tie it
We ain't had no rain in so long that the fields are getting mighty dusty
And it's been so unbearably hot, thе kids are even gеtting fussy
Well, that grass in the pasture, it should be knee-high
If we could just have a little shower, Lord, it might keep the cow from going dry
Oh, but listen to me talking, Lord; why, you'd think I wasn't grateful
If you didn't know me so well, Lord, you'd think I was downright hateful
I guess you think I forgot about that new calf you sent
And the money in the mail that took care of the rent
Mama's cold is better and Billy's home from the Navy
And, oh, that good Sunday dinner of hot biscuits and chicken and gravy
And that new preacher you sent us, Lord; my, he's sure a fine young man
Why, he's just converting them sinners to beat the band
Well, I guess I'll mosey on home now, Lord; I won't take no more of your time
I know there's plenty folks here 'bout just waiting to ring your line
Evening to you, Lord, and watch over us tonight
Now, don't you worry about us none, Lord, 'cause everything's gonna be alright"

[Outro]
Precious sacred scenes unfold