Marty McCarrick - Don't Let the Home Farm Die
My great grandpa Jake, now he could do whatever it'd takeFamily stories, you know they need to be told
Old tales teach the young man's soul
Over the mountains and through the storms
He brought the mail to the farthest farm
Legend talks about the way he rode
The fastest man to deliver his load
And from the grave, he sent me a sign
He said son, don't let the home farm die
The last wish he made to me, was take care of the family
Grow crops, grow them tall and strong
Do the land right, don't do it wrong
It'll give back in time what it takes
Now don't make, don't make the greedy mistake
Listen close to the words I say, before I have to go away
So many reasons why, I say son, before my life passes by
Oh please, don't let the home farm die
Don't let the home farm die
Legend talks about the way he Rode, the fastest man to deliver his load
From the grave he sent me a sign
He said son, don't let the home farm die
Don't let the home farm die
Oh no, Don't let the home farm die
Written by:
Brad Verecha, Martin McCarrick
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