Flatland Farmer Lyrics
What Are The Lyrics For Flatland Farmer By Terry Allen? He's a flatland farmer Who flat picks and old guitar Yeah he's a flatland farmer He flat picks and old guitar He don't make no money But he can out-pick them Nashville stars Yeah the people come in pick-ups They travel in from miles around Ah the people come in pick-ups They travel in from miles around Yeah they park in his front yard...sit on his ground An they eat fried chicken to that flatland sound Eat a little, Well they call mighty Nashville Music City U-S-A Yeah they call that god-all-mighty Nashville Music City U-S-A Ah but get out of the city to where the farmer plays An you're into real music country without them city ways Get with the flatland farmer Who flat picks an old guitar Get with the flatland farmer Who flat picks an old guitar An closest you'll want to any Music Row Is a long dirt furrow where cotton grows Grow, Get with the flatland farmer Who flat picks an old guitar Yeah, get with the flatland farmer Who flat picks an old guitar He don't make no money aw But I'll tell, that boy can Out sing Out pick Out play Out drink Out pray, and out lay Any of them Nashville stars
Who Wrote Flatland Farmer By Terry Allen? Terry Allen
What's The Duration Of The Flatland Farmer By Terry Allen? The duration of Flatland Farmer is 4:23 minutes and seconds.

Flatland Farmer