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American Farmer

	See that man in the field over yonder
	With dirt on his hands and a loan on his back
	He's the man that puts the food on your table
	He's the man that grows the clothes on your back
	Were running a mile out of the house he was born in
	Tending on the sidelines and watching him fall
	Selling his land to the big corporations
	What you gonna do when they get it all
	He's been rolled for sure treated like a outlaw
	Turned down sold out, put out to graze
	He's been pushed you know when he can push no more
	It gets a little harder everyday [chorus]
	He's the American farmer
	And he damn hard to beat
	Better wake up
	America, wake up
	America Coz if the man don't work then the people don't eat
	He's sending the high tech stuff of to
	Russia I can't figure what where doing it for
	We should be sending the wheat and meat and cotton
	Coz a loaf of bread never started no war
	See that man in the middle of city
	Eatin' outta garbage cans, sleepin' in the street
	See that baby, moping in the kitty
	To make ends meet
	It's a damn disgrace on the face of
	America Hungry people everywhere you go
	Children in
	Africa starving by the fields
	While the land lays fallow and the banks foreclose [chorus]
	He's an American, he's an
	American, he's an
	American,
	American farmer
	Never him through
	Coz if he goes down swinging
	You better know where gonna go down swinging to [chorus]
	I said the people don't eat
	I said the people don't eat