Paige King Johnson – Homes in the Hometowns Lyrics

4:30, the sun ain’t even thought about rising, but
If I hurry, I’ll go ahead and get my 40-hour week in
And it’s only Wednesday, but it smells like rain
And I’ve been prepping the fields and praying for it all week
So, I head to my 4 X 4 & get to work in that worn out seat

We don’t quit when the sun goes down
We quit when the job gets done
We work where we live and live where we work
And count our gifts every single one
We break our backs for the money in our pockets
But that ain’t the reason why we do it
God made a farmer ‘cause He knew He needed us around
To feed the homes in the hometowns

Kinda crazy how we keep this big rock spinning on a few
Thousand acres, but this Carolina ground just keeps giving
It never runs out, never breaks down
Might take its own time, but it’s always got a little more left
Kinda like us farmers who spend our lives giving it our best

We don’t quit when the sun goes down
We quit when the job gets done
We work where we live and live where we work
And count our gifts every single one
We break our backs for the money in our pockets
But that ain’t the reason why we do it
God made a farmer ‘cause He knew He needed us around
To feed the homes in the hometowns

It’s more than just dirt on the plows or roots in the ground that we’re passing down
It’s a lifelong legacy of helping to feed every little small town

We don’t quit when the sun goes down
We quit when the job gets done
We work where we live and live where we work
And count our gifts every single one
We break our backs for the money in our pockets
But that ain’t the reason why we do it
God made a farmer ‘cause He knew He needed us around
To feed the homes in the hometowns
God made a farmer ‘cause He knew He needed us around
To feed the homes in the hometowns