Chorus
Sunday morning, church bells ringin'
Dust on my boots before the sun starts shinin'
Sayin' my prayers, then I'm back in the dirt
Faith in my heart, and my hands in the work
Post-Chorus
Homegrown hope
Simple life
Verse 2
Mama's got dinner by the kitchen door
Hands still folded, just like before
Rows of corn stretch past the window pane
Thankin' the Lord as I plow again
Pre-Chorus
Every week it's the same old way
But I wouldn't trade a single day
Chorus
Sunday morning, church bells ringin'
Dust on my boots before the sun starts shinin'
Sayin' my prayers, then I'm back in the dirt
Faith in my heart, and my hands in the work
Post-Chorus
Homegrown hope
Simple life
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