Life On the Farm

We worked our fingers to the bone. From dawn to dusk till the day is done. Work on the farm it never ends. There's never time to play with friends. When we'd come home from school each day. Off to the barn no time to play. Cows wait for us to give them feed. Dad's in the field he's planting seeds. After their fed it's milking time. The cows are in their milking prime. Once their milked and ready for bed. Then we can go in and now get fed. Then it's time for us to sleep. That's only part of the life we keep.