He`s never been scared of hard work So why are his hands trembling And how could something so smallBe all so weighty On the scales of what could be
This tiny seed has potential For a better way of life And how he sows it is crucial For his little ones, his wife
So he prays to the Lord of the harvest Would you rain down on the least of these Would you please multiply and divide them These are my sharecropper seeds These are my Sharecropper seeds
It yielded more, than he`d ever hoped for Enough to take care of things `Til the landowner came and said, 'I want more' And gave him less than agreed
So he cry to the Lord of the harvest Please remember the least of these Would you shine on my sons, and my daughters Cause these are my sharecropper seeds These are my Sharecropper seeds
So Bring me, my flowers While I can see them So that I will know the beauty that they bring, that they bring
Stories like these told to me from my mother Of my grandpa and them back when She said, most of the good crops, today that I, was reaping Were sown in love by them
So I`m praising the Lord of the harvest For remembering the least of these And I`m proud of the title I`m wearing `Cause I am Sharecropper seed. Yeah I am the lest of these God still cares for the least the sharecropper`s seed