Stompin Tom Connors
Stompin Tom Connors - Poor, Poor Farmer songtekst
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I came from the city many months ago Sold almost everything and it gave me quite a stake ya know I bought me self a section of the finest farmin' land But how they make a fortune I don't understand I bought new machinery the very best to see But always buying new parts and half me crop is weeds The weasal took me chickens, while arsenick killed me cow The wife went home to mother, the black earth got me sow I'm a poor, poor farmer what am I gonna do? A poor, poor farmer full of rabbit stew A poor poor farmer always on the go Prayin' to get my farm work caught up before the snow The rabbits ate me garden the hail took all me wheat It seems I'm working round the clock, I'm really gettin' beat Grasshoppers came the other day just like a million goats Before I knew just what to do they cut down all me oats Well I loaded up the grass seed and started off to town Seems like every mile I made the price kept goin' down The most of it was stuckage from wild oats to flax And when we came to settle up I owed them for the sacks I'm a poor, poor farmer what am I gonna do? A poor, poor farmer full of rabbit stew A poor poor farmer always on the go Prayin' to get my farm work caught up before the snow I woke up this morning feelin' mighty low I gazed upon the patatoe field all covered up with snow First me wheat, then me oats now me spuds are gone The grub box is empty, how will I carry on? But still I got me freedom, my credit rating is high Don't have to pack a lunck box or heed the whistle's cry I'll always be a farmer I don't care about a thing And if I can get the tractor fixed I'll combine in the spring. I'm a poor, poor farmer and I'll always be A poor, poor farmer cause farming is for me I'd rather be the farmer cause farming's what I love And I'll still be a farmer up in the land above I'm a poor, poor farmer what am I gonna do? A poor, poor farmer I'm full of rabbit stew A poor poor farmer always on the go Prayin' to get me farm work caught up before the snow And thats the way a poor poor farmers life must go.