Lord, put your hand to
The handle of my hoe
Let me make another step
Let me grow another row

Even though I'm tired
Got to try to make a dollar
For my wife and kids
Living over in the holler

Every morning Lord I I get up and look at the sky
And I know if I'm gonna work the sun's gotta shine
I'm gettin' old Lord before my time broke down body and in mind
And some time when I don't see a rain cloud floatin' by, well
Lord I just feel like dyin'
My pa used to tell me when I was a boy
He said son them big white fleely clouds ain't nothin'
But the cottonfields of the Lord that's what they are
So after all these years of plantin' and choppin' and pickin'
If I do get to the heaven like I've been tryin'
And them clouds be what pa said Lord
I hope your angels know how to use a hoe


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

A Working Man's Prayer song meanings
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