Rice Field in the Distance

Old Hank's sitting on the front porch, rocking the days away

Ever since he went blind, you know he ain't had much to say

And there's a rice field in the distance up around the bend

Fourteen miles from the river and where it all began

Charlie was old Hank's boy and the last of a dying breed

A genuine cowboy, he was sturdy as a live oak tree

And if you ever had the pleasure to meet him, you was bound to hear a story or two

And he always did the best with what he had, it was no more than the saints could do

Charlie met this girl named Kate, soon she became his wife

But times was hard back then, and they did what they could to survive