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...