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Sure it's hot up on this tractor Out here in this dusty field I prayed for rain but it don't matter It just ain't in God's will My crops are low My cattle's skinny My kids can work but they ain't grown I raised them up in the land of plenty Now they eat 'til it's all gone Is this how it's supposed to be Days of famine grief and strife Fame and fortune tempt my family But apples don't excite my wife Well Adam hid out in the garden Knowing what he'd done was wrong Naked with the woman sorry as the snake she blamed it on Now money is the root but eat the fruit and it will end your life It's better for a man to die alone than by a wicked wife Is this how it's supposed to be Times are tough but we are too If you try to cross my family Letras de cancionesI'll put you on your belly too Yeah is this how it's supposed to be Days of famine grief and strife Fame and fortune tempt my family But apples don't excite my wife No it don't excite my wife From Letras Mania