The Farmer
No matter what evil seeds they plant.
No matter how big the negative roots.
MY heart is my plow, and i,ll plow my way though.
No matter how hard the rain, i,ll plant the truth.
No matter how cold the day, i,ll sow the knowledge.
No matter how dry the times, nobody,s woman deserves more than mine.
No matter how the wind blows, nobody,s kids need more than mine.
No matter how small the path, my heart,s my plow and we will grow
the truth and the truth and the knowledge will set us free.
{Teach}
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