Five Acres and a Prayer

I got five acres and a prayer to spare

Some old barbed wire and a porchside chair

The well runs cold, and the work runs deep

But it's mine to hold and mine to keep

That red barn leans like an old drunk friend

But it's stood the storms and it'll stand again

Mama's cross still hangs by the kitchen door

And her voice still hums on that old wood floor

Five acres and a prayer, that's all I need

A place to bleed a place to seed

The world spins fast, but this ground stays still

Where the wind knows my name and always will

My hands are cracked, my back is tight

But I sleep like a stone most every night

No banker calls, no boss to please

Just me, the sky, and the God I tease

I ain't rich in gold or fame

But I got dirt that knows my name

And when I'm gone, let the grass grow high

Just a bootside grave under a prairie sky

Five acres and a prayer, that's what I'll leave

A worn-down life, but I still believe

That peace ain't found in no big parade

It's in the fence you mend and the price you paid

So pour one out if you ride on by

For the man who lived where the wheat grows high

No saint, no sinner, just a man who cared

With five acres, and a prayer