E5 John Moses was a black man A5 E5 Lived half a mile from my grandaddy's farm He worked his twenty acres A5 B5 With a broke-down mule and muslces in his arms D5 For a can of RC Cola A5 B5 E5 He'd stop and share the widsom of his soul D5 And I'd sit there on that white fence A5 E5 And listen to the stories that he told He'd seen the Great Depression When a dollar was all a hard day's work would bring He'd watched the crosses burning In a time when freedom didn't ring He'd seen w rold where minds were closed And so many hearts were made of stone But I never heard a bitter word When I asked him 'bout the pain that he had known A5 He said life is full of fertile ground D5 E5 But it takes a little rain to make things grow A5 And when it comes to harvest time D5 E5 We're all bound to reap just what we sow A5 So the best that I can tell you boy B5 E5 Is always do the best that you can do A5 Move the rocks and plow your fields E5 N/C/ And plow between the rocks that you can't move Now the year we burried Grandpa Life had really knocked me to the ground The woman I loved had left me And the business I'd built up was shuttin down I went to see John Moses To talk about the trouble on my mind But that old farmhouse was covered up In kudzu and honeysuckle vines D5 I leaned against that rusty fence B5 E5 And let the past blow through me like the wind D5 And as the sun was sinkin low B5 E5 I could've sworn I heard his voice again CHORUS Move the rocks and plow your fields And plow between the rocks that you can't move John Moses was a good man, lived half a mile from my grandaddy's farm
