When the lord made me he made a simple man Not much money and not much land He didn't make no banker or no legal charmer When the lord made me he made a blackland farmer Well my hands ain't smooth, my face is rough But my heart is warm and my ways ain't tough Luckiest man that had ever been born Because the lord gave me his and a blackland farm Breaking up the new ground early in the day Don't plant cotton, don't plant hay Smell of that sweet leaf blowin through the corn Life has sure done me right on my blackland farm I said I been drinkin' muddy water from a hollow log That man down there, lord knows, he treat me like a dirty dog Let's play Feel like I'm getting closer to you God I'm in the ground and I'm breaking up the sod Mind is at ease I can do no harm But I owe it all to you and my blackland farm Lord made me he made a simple man Not much money not much land Make no banker no legal charmer When the lord made me he made a blackland farmer.