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All I Am


I am made

From the land my cattle graze

And the dirt my crops grow from

 

I am the hard working American

Our country was built on

But seems to have forgotten

 

I am the motor

Of my tractor during harvest

That keeps our country fed

 

I am the girl

Sitting in the front pew

Every Sunday morning

 

I am a farmer

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