Disappearing Farmer

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I remember Grandpa standing over by the gate
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His eyes turned up to heaven, wondering why the rain was late
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And it seems so sad to look back now   and see him lying there
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In a $500 casket with the dirt still in his hand

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It's a sad truth when the wind can blow a man's whole away
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Like to strip the topsoil from the ground where the corn grew yesterday
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Makes him a disappearing farmer cause his dreams rode with that wind
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And all he knows is dominoes and some close, old wrinkled friends

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Grandpa saw it comin', of that there ain't no doubt
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With the bankers on his doorstep and a cotton killin' drought
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But he was a kind and and he was a gentle man, until the bitter end
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And he was smiling on his deathbed, glad he hadn't sold out to them

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Now a modern 2 lane blacktop runs across the old homeplace
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And the man that ran the graveyard didn't recognize my face
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And the ground beneath seems drier now, my God, when will it rain
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And pushing pretty flowers around my grandpa's grave

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It's a sad truth when the wind can blow a man's whole away
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Like to strip the topsoil from the ground where the corn grew yesterday
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Makes him a disappearing farmer cause his dreams rode with that wind
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And all he knows is dominoes and some close, old wrinkled friends
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It's a sad truth when the wind can blow a man's whole away
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Like to strip the topsoil from the ground where the corn grew yesterday
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Makes him a disappearing farmer cause his dreams rode with that wind
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And all he knows is dominoes and some close, old wrinkled friends

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