D He was born to farm! D He was born to farm! D G You can see him pullin' in stacks blownin' black smoke D G Trailin' a cloud a dust D G His turbos whistle and his diesel growls D G With a lift kit jackin' him up A G Man you know it when he opens that door A G And his Red Wings hit the dirt A G He's the salt of the earth, He runs full-bore G G Grease and mud on his jeans, Risking everything [Chorus] D G He was born to farm, tall and proud D To be raised in a barn G A thousand acres plowed A G Corn and Beans green and red machines D G D He was born to farm! He was born to farm! [Verse] D G When the rain's pouring down he'll be in the shop D G Torchin' a bucket of rust D G He got that part he needed by cuttin' steel D G To get them rolling by dusk A G A G He's the fourth generation to work this land and his family roots run deep A G It takes discipline to get the work done G G A small town hero feeds the world's people [Chorus] D G He was born to farm, tall and proud D To be raised in a barn G A thousand acres plowed A G Corn and Beans green and red machines D G D He was born to farm! He was born to farm! [Solo] D G [Chorus] D G He was born to farm, tall and proud D To be raised in a barn G A thousand acres plowed A G Corn and Beans green and red machines D G D He was born to farm! He was born to farm!
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