His life lays deep in the heart of the earth
He works his fingers to the bone in fields that he has sown
Daddy dying didn't kill the little boy inside
He is a testament
I often wonder what must have been running through his head
'Cause he was happy with my ma inspite of all the tears they'd shed
Those tears fell like rain there upon his hand
No drought from the pain for a century of land
Every line in his face, it was given as a gift
Sometimes, a man wants what he can't have and he gives what he can't give
He is kind, he is a testament
When I grow up I'll be just like him
As a child I vowed I'm gonna' make him proud
There's more to this land, you can take it by the hand
There's more to this land
He said there's more to this land
He smiled his kind smile
He asked if I could walk a mile in the shoes of poverty
Then waste my talent slovenly
There's more to this land, you can take it by the hand
There's more to this land
He said there's more to this land
What I want to say, I'm proud of you
I didn't want to say goodbye to you
When I left the farm little fresh faced girl, gonna' make my mark on the world
I didn't look back, I didn't even cry
I thought, "Hey I'll be back sometime soon"
It's been four long years since I've been home and I shed a tear
Those tears fell like rain there upon his hands
No drought from the pain for a century of land
This land is a proud legacy which my father has passed to me
I'll be coming home soon
