Lyrics: Tennessee Tilling the Land
Performed by Bale Harrison & The Field Hands
Verse 1
Well, the morning dew’s still glistenin’ on that ol’ plowed field,
The smell of sweet magnolia’s my wake-up call, so real.
With a tractor hummin’ softly like a southern hymn,
There’s somethin’ ’bout the dirt that keeps pullin’ me back in.
Pre-Chorus
From Memphis to Knoxville, the earth’s in my hand,
Ain’t no finer feelin’ than Tennessee tillin’ the land.
The sweat on my brow and the sun in the sky,
Makes a hard-workin’ man feel like he can fly.
Chorus
Tennessee tillin’ the land, where the roots run deep,
Where the oak trees stand and the rivers creep.
The soil’s got a story, passed down through the years,
You can feel the love, you can taste the tears.
From the Cumberland Gap to the Smoky band,
I’m Tennessee tillin’ the land.
Verse 2
Well, the hills are rollin’ like a fiddle’s sweet tune,
And the crops come alive underneath that summer moon.
The barn’s been here since Grandpa’s day,
And I’ll keep tillin’ this land, come what may.
Pre-Chorus
From Nashville’s lights to the fields that shine,
There’s somethin’ sacred in workin’ this line.
The roots of my boots and the dirt on my hands,
Run deep in the heart of this Tennessee land.
Chorus
Tennessee tillin’ the land, where the roots run deep,
Where the oak trees stand and the rivers creep.
The soil’s got a story, passed down through the years,
You can feel the love, you can taste the tears.
From the Cumberland Gap to the Smoky band,
I’m Tennessee tillin’ the land.
Bridge
They say this ground holds more than seeds,
It’s where faith is born, where hope believes.
Every row I plow, I’m plantin’ dreams,
In this Tennessee soil, where life redeems.
Chorus
Tennessee tillin’ the land, where the roots run deep,
Where the oak trees stand and the rivers creep.
The soil’s got a story, passed down through the years,
You can feel the love, you can taste the tears.
From the Cumberland Gap to the Smoky band,
I’m Tennessee tillin’ the land.
Outro
Yeah, I’m Tennessee tillin’ the land, with this heart in my hands,
Forever workin’ this soil, like my old man planned.
Originally posted 2022-09-04 16:29:47.
