Chuck Brodsky Acre By Acre
My father's father was a hard-working man
Spent his whole lifetime working his land
He plowed with a jack-ass and he built with his hands
The balcony where the auctioneer stands
Acre by acre, it all disappears
3 generations and 70 years
The cows & the chickens, the tractor & the barn
Big money buying up all of these farms
My own father worked a 12 hour day
From sun-up to sundown, the wheat, corn, and hay
I worked right beside him & I learned from his ways
He taught me to sweat & he taught me to pray
Acre by acre, it all disappears
3 generations and 70 years
The cows & the chickens, the tractor & the barn
Big money buying up all of these farms
I knew one day that it all would be mine
I'd pass it on down to my own son in time
When my Daddy died back in ‘72
I stepped into his boots, I knew just what to do
I had me a dream & I took out a loan
Interest rates then, they were still pretty low
I planted my seeds but before they could grow
They came telling me I had to pay what I owe
Acre by acre, it all disappears
3 generations and 70 years
The cows & the chickens, the tractor & the barn
Big money buying up all of these farms
