When The Lord Made Me He Made A Simple Man
Not Much Money Not Much Land
He Didn't Make Me No Banker Or Legal Charmer
When The Lord Made Me He Made A Blackland Farmer
Well My Hands Ain't Smooth My Face Is Rough
My Heart Is Warm My Ways Ain't Tough
I Guess I'm The Luckiest Man Ever Born
'Cause The Lord Gave Me Health And A Blackland Farm
Breaking Up The New Ground Early In The Day
I'm Gonna Plant Cotton I'm Gonna Plant Hay
I Love To Smell The Sweet Breeze Blowing Through The Corn
Lord You Sure Done Me Right By My Blackland Farm
I Feel Like I'm Getting Closer To You God
Plowing In The Ground Breaking Up The Sod
My Mind Is At Ease I Can Do No Harm
Lord I Owe It All To You And My Blackland Farm