It was day, it was night, it was winter, and rain

Summer and spring, and then back again

It was the come to me, come to me

The mother, the child

And I wouldn't know my eyes were to wild

She said, "Here we farm with feelings"

With hands we turn the soil

It's a gamble, gamble gambling

Wishful sound of joy

He is my boy

He is my boy

He is my boy

He is my boy

It was the father forever

The mother so clever

I can tell, I can tell he will do so well

They branded me father, marksmen, and king

And lord over planets of which children dream

She said, "Here we farm with feelings"

With hands we turn the soil

It's a gamble, gamble gambling

Wishful sound of joy

He is my boy

He is my boy

He is my boy

He is my boy, whoa

It was day, it was night, it was winter, and rain

And summer and spring, and then back again

In twenty-four hours, in twenty-four years

And I have grown older with my well-oiled gears

She said, "Here we farm with feelings"

Hands we turn the soil

It's a gamble, gamble gambling

Wishful sound of joy

He is my boy

He is my boy

He is my boy

He is my boy, whoa