Letras:
Helm Levon Dirt Farmer

Jesse James Now some say the devil had taken his soul Some say his spirit survived But we all know he was nothin' but a Missouri farm boy Just fighting

(Traditional) False hearts have been my downfall, pretty women have been my craze I know my false hearted lover she has sent me to my lonesome grave

(Tracy Schwarz) Oh the poor old dirt farmer, He's lost lost all his corn And now where's the money To pay off his loan? He lost all his corn Cant pay

(Byron Isaacs) Every man will see the day That his hopes are dashed away No word can bring him peace No man can set him free Some will ramble far from

(Traditional) Little birds are singing all around me, on every bush and vine, My pleasures would be doubled if I could call you mine. As I've sat here

(Traditional) Oh father tonight they say you are, To wed another bride, That you will hold her in your arms, Where my dear mother died. They say her

(Traditional) The hours sad I left a maid A lingering farewell taking Whose sighs and tears my steps delayed I thought her heart was breaking In hurried