Hero Of The Land

long ago when the century was young

lived a man who passed his land on to his son

long ago when the moral of man was high

life was a battle just to survive

every day a struggle and a toil

to harvest the land and to seed the soil

he worked in the forest and he worked in the fields

worked day and night to feed his family



behold the old man - striving all he can

behold the old man - for he is the hero of the land



he never cared much for fortune and fame

he never cried and he never complained

he built his dream with his bare hands & mind

a simple man but an artist of life

and still today as I behold the old man

I see him striving all that he can

one of these days he'll pass his land on to his son

let his spirit guide us when this century is gone...



behold the old man - striving all he can

behold the old man - for he is the hero of the land



one of these days... I'll be the old man

and I'll will  fight for my family and land



behold the old man - striving all he can

behold the old man - the hero of the land



behold the old man - striving all he can

behold the old man - for he is the hero of the land