He’s bringing in his last herd
Like he’s done for 60 years
But on the last herd
The man is barely holding back the tears
He’s an old time dryland farmer
Lived his life praying for the rain
But he never quit workin’, waiting for the water from the good Lord til it came
There was nothin’ fancy ‘bout it, what he needed his hands made
In the kansas sun, he got the job done til in the coffin he was laid
And he lost his brother at a young age, lost three kids along the way
But he lived through the loss ‘cause he counted the cost
And he had that deep, deep kind of faith
Like he’s had for 80 years, but he’s giving up his last herd
So ya’ll tip your hat to that old time dryland farmer
Not many men like Bob White
Work this good land anymore
He worked in the dirt with his hands in sweat and blood, every muscle sore
Still he never made no big fuss bout the pain he might have been in
Kept planting and plowing praying and reaping, the living definition of a man
Ol bob had a million stories
And every one of them was true
Born in the Great Depression
And all the hard times he lived through
But nothing held him back from his farm and his faith
He never took his hand off the plow
Til the heartbreaking day he had to give away his last 7 cows
And he’s bringing in his last herd
He’s going on to his reward
He’s two stepping into heaven
The farmer gone to rest in garden of the Lord
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