Tom Trapp - Poor Son Lyrics

He's a poor farmer's son
Not deservin' of no blessing
No idea of what's to come
Or the love that he's possessin'

And so he walked away

I'm a poor farmer's son
Not deservin' of no blessing
When I see what I done
Ain't no use in me confessing

Because I walked away

And I pray for the fam'ly
And I pray for the songs that we used to sing

He's a poor farmer's son
Not deservin' of no blessing
When it all come undone
He'd never left me guessing

And so he couldn't stay away

And I pray for the fam'ly
And I pray for the songs that we used to sing
And we pray for each other
And I sing for the man who taught me ev'rything