Better times Lyrics

Out in the fields, where the sun beats down

The farmer works hard, but he wears a frown

The land is tough, and the crops won't grow

But he keeps on going, 'cause he loves it so

Through the sweat and tears, he'll stand tall

On this hard land, he'll give it his all

He's dreaming of greener pastures, under brighter skies

Hoping for better times, where his spirit will rise

The days are long, and the nights are cold

But the farmer's heart is made of gold

He feeds his family, he tends his land

He's a hard-working man, with calloused hands

Through the sweat and tears, he'll stand tall

On this hard land, he'll give it his all

He's dreaming of greener pastures, under brighter skies

Hoping for better times, where his spirit will rise

But the rain don't fall, and the prices are low

The farmer's struggle, only he'll ever know

He'll keep on fighting, through the dust and the dirt

Holding on to hope, for a future that's worth

Through the sweat and tears, he'll stand tall

On this hard land, he'll give it his all

He's dreaming of greener pastures, under brighter skies

Hoping for better times, where his spirit will rise

So here's to the farmer, who never gives in

His story of struggle, his battle to win

May the sun shine bright, on his fields of gold

And may better times come, as his story unfolds.