Verse 1:
The rooster’s crowin’ at the break of dawn,
Coffee’s brewin’, boots are on,
Sunrise painting the sky with gold,
Another day on this land I hold.
Chorus:
Up before the world starts turnin’,
Feel the fire in my soul burnin’,
Plowin’ fields, tillin’ the soil,
Livin’ life on honest toil.
Verse 2:
Tractor’s hummin’ a country tune,
Dust kicks up in the morning bloom,
Sweat on my brow, hands on the wheel,
This is how I know it’s real.
Chorus:
Up before the world starts turnin’,
Feel the fire in my soul burnin’,
Plowin’ fields, tillin’ the soil,
Livin’ life on honest toil.
Bridge:
Furrows straight as a soldier’s line,
Heart beats steady, one row at a time,
Dreams grow high in the open air,
Every sunrise, a prayer.
Verse 3:
Evening’s gonna find me tired and worn,
But I’ll rise again with the early morn,
‘Cause this land’s been my family’s pride,
And I’ll keep workin’ ’til the day I die.
Chorus:
Up before the world starts turnin’,
Feel the fire in my soul burnin’,
Plowin’ fields, tillin’ the soil,
Livin’ life on honest toil.
Outro:
So here’s to the mornings, bright and true,
To the farm life and the work we do,
With every dawn, I’m born anew,
Plowin’ fields beneath the sky so blue.