Brad Johner – The Farmer's Back lyrics

The old man worked on that farm for years
Still got dirt comin’ out his ears
Eighty summers, he can’t keep track
You can’t break the farmer’s back

He started young, skinny and proud
Held his head high, never talked too loud
Fed ten mouths from a paper sack
You can’t break the farmer’s back

Where’s the future, its all in the cards
Who made the rules, who’s in charge
Gotta get outta the red and into the black
They can’t break the farmer’s back, nooo

My brother now runs the farm with me
We work two jobs just to make ends meat
Politicians, they don’t know jack
They can’t break the farmer’s back

Promises, no relief in site
Promises, to be one hell of a fight
This could get bigger than the war in Iraq
They can’t break the farmer’s back

Where’s future its all in the cards
Who made the rules, who’s charge
Next year we’ll give ‘er yet a one more crack
They can’t break the farmer’s back, nooo

Where’s the future, its anyone’s guess
Who made the rules, taking more for less
Next year we’ll give ‘er yet a one more crack
They can’t break the farmer’s back
They can’t break the farmer’s back
They can’t break the farmer’s back