Farm Boy

January 15, 2014

Raised on a farm

Down in the south

Mend the fences

Check the cows

Plow the fields

And harvest the crop

Sun up to sun down

The work never stops

Going to college

May a good job it yield

I'm just a farm boy

Out working the feild

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