I drive my plough
from fields to fields
and my back.
is nearly broken
but in my mind
I've been doing something right
still my days
seen to go unspoken
I am a simple man
I don't ask for nothing
don't reach out for your hand
let me die on my land
My father died
when I was still young
and I had.
to find life on my own
I was sleeping in the woods
I was living on bread crumbs
make a boy feel so god-awful alone
And I am a simple man
I don't ask for nothing
don't reach out for your hand
let me die on my land
Well my mule has gone lame
and my work, my work is slow
these times .
they can bring me a little sorrow
Got no food on my table
no wood in my fire
and I pray some nights
I don't wake up tomorrow
Well I can't feed my children anymore
Now I hear death
knocking around my door
let me die in grief no more
And I am a simple man
I don't ask for nothing
don't reach out for your hand
let me die on my land