Down on the Farm

Down on the farm I work all day and I dance all night. My hands are bleeding in my back is tight. But never have I felt so good, since the day I left the neighborhood. This is the life for me. It’s the only way to be, ain’t doing no body no harm, down on the farm. I used to run in a race of rats, now I run through my corn patch. Out the window I used to stare, now I’m breathing country air. Come out and see me anytime. I got some field grown weed and some homemade wine. Farm life is the best that’s a fact, I ain’t never going back!