Traducción: Levon Helm. Dirt Farmer Poor Old.
(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
mule we watched grow old Row after row trying to grow corn and cotton on ground so poor that grass won't grow There was one old store in the hollow
red Georgia dirt The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright We raised cotton and corn, a little cane and kids You either lived on a farm or wished
as a child Left soon for the city Where he heard that life was wild That was fifty years ago When nothing's really strange >from a poor dirt farm to
grow corn and cotton on ground So poor the grass won't grow There was one old store in the hot we all called Timmins It belonged to a gentle old man
River washes that red Georgia dirt. The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright. We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids. You either lived on a farm
land behind a mule we watched grow old Row after row Tryin' to grow corn and cotton on ground so poor that grass won't grow There was one old store in
I was born dirt poor on a dead end country road My every dream was to just grow up and go Like a siren song those bright lights called my name So I turned
My daddy was nothing but a dirt farmer And I don't remember a penny he ever saved AA?l he ever have was a farm and it was bare A bent back and an early
that red Georgia dirt. The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright. We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids. You either lived on a farm or wish
' cotton as a child Left soon for the city where he heard that life was wild That was fifty years ago when nothin's really strange From a poor dirt farm
washes that red Georgia dirt. The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright. We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids. You either lived on a farm
