Hands of the Land

(Verse 1)

Cracked boots in the morning light

Fields are waking, frost still bites

Sunrise paints the sky with gold

But these hands are tired, and the air is cold

The tractor hums like an old steel song

Another day, it won’t be long

Before the sweat and soil become my crown

This farm’s my kingdom, my battleground

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(Chorus)

With hands of the land, we break the ground

Through the storm and rain, we stand our ground

No city lights, just the moon to see

This life ain’t easy, but it’s home to me

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(Verse 2)

Calloused palms and a heavy load

Dirt-stained dreams on a gravel road

Every seed we sow, every cow we feed

Is a prayer for tomorrow, a stubborn creed

Neighbors wave as the engines roar

We don’t count time, we just work for more

The seasons tell us what we’re worth

And we bleed our love into this earth

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(Chorus)

With hands of the land, we break the ground

Through the storm and rain, we stand our ground

No city lights, just the moon to see

This life ain’t easy, but it’s home to me

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(Bridge – folk-rock vibe)

The world forgets who grows their bread

But we keep going, hearts of lead

And when the night comes soft and slow

We’ll raise a glass to the seeds we sow

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(Chorus – big and anthemic)

With hands of the land, we break the ground

Through the storm and rain, we stand our ground

No city lights, just the moon to see

This life ain’t easy, but it’s home to me

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(Outro – soft, proud)

From dawn to dusk, from birth to grave

We give it all, and we never cave

The land gives back what we believe

And these hands of the land will never leave