Farmer’s Tan (B. Pearce) I was born and raised smack dab in the city Lots of noise and life & stress & strain Left when I could and it sure enough sure feels good When I go back it's still the same I sure miss my friends and all my family But the ties that bind they understand Now I'm out in the sun workin' till the work is done All I got to show is this damn farmer's tan CHORUS Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh look at that farmers tan Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh look at that farmers tan Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh look at that farmers tan Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh look at that farmers tan Up in the mornin' the chores are waitin' Workin' on the land must be godsí plan If this is heaven there'll be no hesitating I got my faith, my dogs and my farmers tan REPEAT CHORUS When the stars are clear and bright in that blue Texas sky My baby come and take me by the hand Take off my shirt and hat, what she laughiní at? She sure must love my farmers tan Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh she love my farmers tan Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh she love my farmers tan Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh she love my farmers tan Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh she love my farmers tan Farmers tan, farmers tan