Pennsylvania Farmer

By K.J. (Reimensyder) Wagner, 2004
 
I’m a Pennsylvania farmer, wake up early in the morn
Get to celebrate the magic with each calf that’s being born
I hear folks on the T.V. saying life is such a chore
But we’re living on, we’re giving on
 
I feel the rain on my shoulders as I get the crops all in
Picking fruits and pulling vegetables to fill your grocer’s bins
There’s not a better feeling than breathing with the wind
I’m living on, I’m giving on
 
CHORUS:
I’m a Pennsylvania farmer near a Pennsylvania town
Tilling life and love throughout the ground
I’m a Pennsylvania farmer in a world that’s spinning ‘round
I’m living on; I’m giving on
 
My neighbor’s Christmas tree farm looks precious in the snow
Each tree marked with a ribbon as he lets his babies go
He’s proud of what he’s growing’, even prouder when it goes
He’s living on, he’s giving on
 
CHORUS:  He’s a Pennsylvania farmer…. he’s living on, he’s giving on
 
My cousin’s raising poultry, one has sheep, the other swine
And my granddad’s raising mushrooms and on the hill the vineyard’s fine
And the beef cows and the dairy farms continue in the line
They’re living on; they’re giving on.
 
CHORUS:
We are Pennsylvania farmers
Tilling life and love throughout the ground
We are Pennsylvania farmers in a world that’s spinning ‘round
We’re living on, we’re giving on
Yes, we’re living on, we’re giving on.
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