Mr. Farmer

See the farmer On the other side of town He's always workin' hard 'Til the sun goes down He's up every mornin' Right on five A-wanting green seeds Just to come alive But he don't wear A-no farm clothes He's always using A rake and hoe But his seeds Are starting to grow Like a big stalk Up through the sky He used to live in an apartment In a big old city With thick and priestly windows A-built right in it But he decided to move To a little tiny town He wanted to be a farmer All year 'round And on a country road Where you can't see a thing He's got five acres Filled little green things Said he's working so hard All night and day Mr. Farmer, let me watch your crops Mr. Farmer, let me water your crops Mr. Farmer, let me harvest your crops I want to have a dream come true I said a farmer, farmer, farmer I want to be just like you - Interlude - See the farmer A-walking downtown Always draws a crowd When he's around He's always wearin' A-seedy clothes He shows them off Wherever he goes A-you can spot him anywhere Got a bright pink thumb But he don't care I said, he looks like somethin' From a very bad dream Mr. Farmer, let me watch your crops Mr. Farmer, let me water your crops Mr. Farmer, let me harvest your crops Mr. Farmer, let me save your crops I said a-farmer, farmer, farmer...