Last Of His Kind (The Farm Aid Song)

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Well I hate to say the farmer

Was the last of a dying breed

Living off the land

And taking what he needs

Don't say much for the future

When a family can't survive

I'd hate to say the farmer

Was the last of his kind.



In the struggle for parity

Not one man's voice can sound

Cause the foundation

of the conglomerate

Is firmly in the ground.

Yeah, they want to feed the world

But for power and for greed

Then they'll cut off the supply

Until they get what they need.



Well I dreamed I saw a dust bowl

Where the farmers used to live

Earth was flying through the sky

It had nothing left to give

Tractors were burning

On the Whitehouse lawn

Just woke up one morning

And the farmers all were gone



I hate to say the farmer

Was the last of a dying breed

Living off the land

And taking what he needs.

Don't say much for the future

When a family can't survive.

I'd hate to say the farmer

Was the last of his kind.



Don't say much for the future

When a family can't survive.

I'd hate to say the farmer

Was the last of his kind.

Last Of His Kind (The Farm Aid Song)

Neil Young's "Last Of His Kind (The Farm Aid Song)" serves as a poignant tribute to the enduring spirit of family farming. Written specifically for the Farm Aid concert series, which Young co-founded to support sustainable agriculture, the track captures his deep commitment to rural America. The recording reflects Young's signature blend of folk-rock storytelling and acoustic warmth, themes that permeate his extensive discography. Rather than a standard protest song, this work functions as an anthem for the agricultural community, highlighting the struggles and resilience of farmers. It stands as a testament to Young's ability to merge personal conviction with musical expression, creating a piece that resonates with both longtime fans and listeners drawn to his advocacy-driven catalog.