Brewster's Farm Lyrics

BREWSTER'S FARM
Writer Damon Black

WHO'S GONNA HOE THE COTTON,
WHO'S GONNA CUT THE CANE WHEN THE CREEK GOES DRY NEXT
SUMMER, WHO'S GONNA PRAY FOR RAIN WHO'LL FEAR THE COLD
WIND COMIN', THEN WEATHER OUT THE STORM WHEN THE AUCTIONEER
CRIES HOW MUCH WILL YOU GIVE FOR BREWSTER'S FARM WHO'LL
WAKE TO THE CROWING OF THAT OLD RHODE ISLAND RED THAT
SITS OUT ON THE GATEPOST TO GET BREWSTER OUT OF BED
WHO'LL SING THE SONGS OF DAVID IN CHURCH ON SUNDAY
MORN WHOSE NAME WILL GRACE THE MAILBOX THAT NOW READS
BREWSTER'S FARM IN WASHINGTON THEY STAND AND SAY THE
FARMERS NEED A HAND BUT THE ONES THAT'S SELLING BREWSTER'SPorter Wagoner - Brewster's Farm - http://motolyrics.com/porter-wagoner/brewsters-farm-lyrics.html
FARM ALL WORK FOR UNCLE SAM SMOOTH TALKING POLITICIANS
THAT WINE AND DINE AND CHARM THEN TURN THEIR BACK AND
WALK AWAY FROM THE SALE OF BREWSTER'S FARM NOW WE CAN'T
FAULT HIS FAILURE CAUSE HE WORKED AND NEVER STOPPED
IT JUST COST HIM MORE TO PLANT HIS SEED THAN HE GOT
FOR HIS CROP AND THE PROFITS HE HAD COUNTED ON ALL
WENT TO COUNTRIES FOREIGN IT WAS A SHADY DEAL BUT IT
WASN'T MADE IN THE SHADE OF BREWSTER'S FARM SO TELL
ME WHO'S GONNA HOE THE COTTON,
WHO'S GONNA CUT THE CANE WHEN THE CREEK GOES DRY NEXT
SUMMER, WHO'S GONNA PRAY FOR RAIN WHO'LL FEAR THE COLD
WIND COMIN', THEN WEATHER OUT THE STORM WHEN THE AUCTIONEER
CRIES HOW MUCH WILL YOU GIVE FOR BREWSTER'S FARM