(Chris Jonat)
Well I'm Jonathan Henry McKay I've lived on farm 30 years and a day Some folks call me Junior but I don't like it way the storm of '90 when dad left to stay Mom passed a later couldn't bear being alone It's going on ten years I been of this home Now I got me a wife and boys of my own I work hard, I clean, I reap what I've sewn
had rain to speak of in round near a year Crops for water but there aint nothing near We need something soon, but it won't I fear My children won't eat, run out of tears. So I went to the back forty, said I the air I walked past the fence, through the share And I made right sure no one followed me there I got down on my knees, cried Lord, do you
Amen, Amen, Oh Lord, Amen,
Next morning came early sleep still in my My eldest, John Three, he was the first to He said, Daddy come quick I got the surprise We to our clothes cause we realized Could the rain pounding the patio door And sneaking through onto the kitchen floor We danced in the til we could stand it no more Then got down on our gave our thanks to the Lord
I sent the boys to their aunts, day before Yesterday morning the wife get there fast The keeps rising it's already past The roof of the house but I'm pat Now I'm top of the tree my daddy once climbed And I'm thinking I'm done though it don't my time I got to do, business to mind Wanna watch the boys grow, see the next in my And I can't bow down, cause no land for my knees But I'm crying out loud now, I'm asking you Father have mercy, Jesus hear my Lord up in I'm not ready to leave
Well I'm Charles Henry McKay And I've lived on this farm my ten and a day folks call me Three but I don't like it that way Since daddy done his own life for rain