We worked through spring and winter through the summer and through the fall

But the mortage worked hardest and the steadiest of us all

It worked on nights and Sundays worked each holiday

It's settled now among us and it never went away

The farmer comes to town with his wagon broken down

The farmer is the man who feeds us all

If you'd only look and see I know you will agree

That the farmer is the man who feeds us all

Yeah the farmer is the man the farmer is a man buys on his credit till the fall

Then they take him by the hand and they lead him from his land

And the merchant he's the man who gits it all



The banker says he's broke the grocer's up in smoke

They forget that it's farmer feeds us all

If we'd put them to the test if the farmer took a rest

Then they'd know that it's the farmer feeds us all

Yeah the farmer is the man the farmer is the man lives on his credit until Fall

Well his pants're wearin' thin his condition it's a sin

Because the taxes on the farmer feeds us all

I said the farmer is the man the farmer is the man the farmer is the man who feeds us all