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- What these hands have grown Lyrics
Album: One for the Ride Blessed am I to sit here today Taking this time to carve out a place Where I may find some rest and give others solace To remind and remember, what can't be bought with dollars From your pockets. Not everything. It's something I should remember. Treasure It its all you own Treasure It its all that's your own Food costs money and kids gotta eat something If a farmers work is honest the contribution won't be unnoticed. I wish I were a Farmer. To be satisfied with what these hands have grown No food of mine sits in the bellies of others Instead this strange secret twisting which each only knows.
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