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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 give me hell.
And though it`s all hard work no play,
Farmer is a happy crook,
Jesus hates him everyday,
`Cause Jesus gave and farmer 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 farmer like brother, like sister,
Getting on like hand and blister
Me and farmer.
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.
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.