Lake Fork Verne - My golden hill

^DI can recall sitting on top of a wagon- load of ear corn ^GOn a cool November ^Dday. ^AAfter a heavy breakfast earlier that morn, Workin? hard to earn my ^Dpay.

^DBeen going since four in the ^Gmorning ^APainted over-alls to shed the early ^Ddew Tossing golden ears of corn without ^Gwarning ^ADoing what I was born to ^Ddo.

^DHalf a mile corn rows, straight and ^Glong ^ANobody around but me and the ^Dmules. ^DShuckin ear after ear and singing my ^Gsong ^ANobody bothering me, or making new ^Drules.

^DI am saying I?m on top of my golden ^Ghill, ^ASitting here on my load of golden ^Dcorn ^DTo view the rolling prairie-when all is so ^Gstill ^AI am thankful for this land, where I was ^Dborn.