Me and the Farmer

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Me and the farmer get on fine Through stormy weather and bottles of wine If I pull my weight, he'll treat me well But if I'm late, he'll gi-i-ve me hell [Pre-Chorus 1] And though it's all hard work, no play Farmer is a happy crook Jesus hates him every day 'Cause Jesus gave and farmer took, took [Chorus] (Won't he let you go?) Probably no (Won't he let you go?) Probably no (Why does he treat you so?) I just don't know (Why does he treat you so?) I just don't know Me and the farmer, like brother, like sister Getting on like hand and blister Me and the farmer... [Verse 2] He's chopped down sheep, planted trees And helped the countryside to breathe Ripped up fields, bullied flocks And worked his workers right around the clock [Pre-Chorus 2] It may seem strange, but he'd admit Intentions aren't exactly true And though God loves his wife a bit He hates the farmer through and through, through [Chorus] (Won't he let you go?) Probably no (Won't he let you go?) Probably no (Why does he treat you so?) I just don't know (Why does he treat you so?) I just don't know Me and the farmer, like brother, like sister Getting on like hand and blister Me and the farmer... [Pre-Chorus 3] All things bright and beautiful All creatures great and small All we've got is London Zoo 'Cause farmer owns them all, all [Chorus] (Won't he let you go?) Probably no (Won't he let you go?) Probably no (Why does he treat you so?) I just don't know (Why does he treat you so?) I just don't know Me and the farmer, like brother, like sister Getting on like hand and blister Me and the farmer... [Outro] Me and the farmer Me and the farmer...
Rate this song
0/5.0 - 0 Ratings
Loading comments...
Credits
- Writers
- Paul Heaton
- Stan Cullimore