The words to “So, God Made a Farmer”

Many of our guests and facebook fans have been asking to view all the words to “So, God Made a Farmer”.   The author is unkown, but USA Today reports that this Paul Harvey monologue was originally given to the Future Farmers of America (now FFA) convention in 1978. Harvey, who died in 2009, was a longtime radio favorite in the Midwest.
And on the 8th day God looked down on his planned paradise and said, “I need a caretaker!”. So, God made a farmer!
God said I need somebody to get up before dawn and milk cows and work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper and then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board. So, God made a farmer!
I need somebody with strong arms. Strong enough to rustle a calf, yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry and have to wait for lunch until his wife is done feeding and visiting with the ladies and telling them to be sure to come back real soon…and mean it. So, God made a farmer!
God said “I need somebody that can shape an ax handle, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire make a harness out of hay wire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. And…who, at planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty hour week by Tuesday noon. Then, pain’n from “tractor back”, put in another seventy two hours. So, God made a farmer!
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop on mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor’s place. So, God made a farmer!
God said, “I need somebody strong enough to clear trees, heave bails and yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink combed pullets…and who will stop his mower for an hour to mend the broken leg of a meadow lark. So, God made a farmer!

It had to be somebody who’d plow deep and straight…and not cut corners. Somebody to seed and weed, feed and breed…and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk. Somebody to replenish the self feeder and then finish a hard days work with a five mile drive to church. Somebody who’d bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who’d laugh and then sigh…and then respond with smiling eyes, when his son says he wants to spend his life “doing what dad does”. So, God made a farmer!




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  • Bryant Herring

    Thank you for posting “So God Made a Farmer.” It is so true in every way. I grew up on my Daddy and Mother’s Farm in Darlington County, South Carolina and to read this, brings back so many memories of my Daddy and Mother taking so much time to help raise a family and perform continuous hard work on our farms. I can remember, in the Summer, my Dad and Mom getting up before daybreak, Mom cooking breakfast and Dad directing us out the door to begin a full days work and then after the day was over, having to feed all the work animals and making sure all were safe for the night before going to supper and getting ready to prepare for another day of work. Most of the time, when we finished our work, we would help and share time helping our neighbors with their work, as well. One Sunday, after Church, Mom and Dad found insects in the cotton fields, and Daddy said, well these things work on Sundays as well. Right after Lunch, he had me on the tractor spraying the Cotton Fields to get ride of these creatures. It was an enjoyable time even though it was hard work.

    March 6, 2017
  • Fran Tullar

    Thank you for reminding me of this. Especially now. My brother, Frank Tullar, passed away last November. He was president of the Southest South Dakota Threshers Association, Lennox, SD, for many years.

    November 6, 2013
  • Jennifer

    I was born and raised on a large potato farm-seeing what my dad went thru on a day to day basis is the reason he is my hero and the person I respect and look up to above all others. He’d be up before the sun and home well after it set. He always said the potatoes don’t know it’s the 4th of July things always needed to be done. But yet he always made time for his family. During summer break I ate lunch with my dad every day and we’d watch All My Children. Memories I’ll never forget. I am so blessed that God Made A Farmer. He made my dad the best person I’ll ever know.

    March 21, 2013
  • Judy

    Some people know how hard we work, but most don’t. Most people don’t care.

    March 18, 2013
  • Phyllis

    Thank you for posting this. Shed tears of wonderful memories for my grandparents, my parents, my brothers who are all farmers. Very proud of all of them.

    February 28, 2013
  • Lisa

    Tears come to my eyes thinking of my grandparents and father each time I read this. Thanks so much.

    February 28, 2013
  • Susan Harris

    Well said! Thank you.

    February 13, 2013
  • Thank you for posting this.

    February 12, 2013

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