[Verse]
Sunrise whispers, rooster on a roll,
Dust kicks up as the wagon wheels stroll.
Overalls sagging, boots thick with dirt,
Sweat on my brow, but it don't even hurt.
[Chorus]
Plowin' the fields, grindin' with the ox,
No time for a clock, we tick with the crops.
Hand on the plow, feel the earth hum,
Amish life simple, we don’t need none.
[Verse 2]
Horses pulling strong, steady in a line,
Rhythm in the reins, beats matchin' mine.
Cornstalk soldiers standing at attention,
Barn-raisin’ flow, divine intervention.
[Bridge]
Churnin’ butter, spittin’ fire in the churn,
Hard work lessons, city boys never learn.
No plug-ins, just the soul in the song,
The hum of the land been bumpin’ all along.
[Chorus]
Plowin' the fields, grindin' with the ox,
No time for a clock, we tick with the crops.
Hand on the plow, feel the earth hum,
Amish life simple, we don’t need none.
[Verse 3]
Lantern light flickers, shadow on the wall,
Hand-carved verses echo through the hall.
No Wi-Fi, just the vibe from the dirt,
Every row turned, yeah, that's my worth.