Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Down in the valley, there's a farmer named Val,
Workin' the land, from mornin' till the nightfall.
With calloused hands and a heart of gold,
Plantin' seeds, watchin' 'em unfold.
(Chorus)
Oh, Val, the farmer with a smell,
Plowin' fields, under the sun's bright spell.
With grit and grace, he tends his land,
A true country man, with a weathered hand.
(Verse 2)
Through rain or shine, he never falters,
Sowin' hope in the fertile alters.
Livin' off the earth, his pride and joy,
A simple life, no city ploy.
(Chorus)
Oh, Val, the farmer with a smell,
Plowin' fields, under the sun's bright spell.
With grit and grace, he tends his land,
A true country man, with a weathered hand.
(Bridge)
Seasons change, but Val remains,
His spirit strong, amidst the rains.
Crops may wither, but he'll stand tall,
A farmer's life, heeds nature's call.
(Chorus)
Oh, Val, the farmer in the dell,
Plowin' fields, under the sun's bright spell.
With grit and grace, he tends his land,
A true country man, with a weathered hand.
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