Just fancy
I was working on the farmyard again
The farmer didn't like the clothes that I wear
And the length of my hair
It was much too long

Just fancy
Every morning it was daybreak at six
I took my cycle and I covered the road
No chance to trail my coat
So I was out on the run

Down there where the fields are waving (Down there)
Down there it got to go without failing (Down there)
Down there with my partners who are still (Down there)
Down there as a gardener I lived (Down there)

Just fancy
Living between the people without ears
Do not like the music that I like
Except what they like
But not meant for me

(C) H. Rijnbergen