Lyrics of Blackland farmer

When the lord made me he made a simple man
Not much money and not much land
He didn't make me no baker or legal charmer
And the lord made me a blackland farmer

Well my hands ain't smooth my face is rough
But my heart is warm and my ways ain't tough
I guess i'm the luckiest man ever born
Cause the lord gave me help and a blackland farm

I've been breakin' up the new ground early in the day
I'm ganna plant some cotton i'm gonna plant some hay
I love to smell the sweet breeze blowin' through the corn
Lord you sure done me right on my blackland farm

I feel like i'm gettin' closer to you god
A plantin' the ground and breakin' up the sod
My mind is at ease and i could do no harm
Lord i owe it all to you and the blackland farm