Barenaked Ladies Lyrics
2. Straw Hat And Old Dirty Hank
I tend the wheat field that makes your bread I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed Mother Nature & Mother Earth Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth [Chorus] I'm the farmer. I work in the fields all day Don't mean to alarm her But I know it was meant to be this way You cried a tear, I wiped it dry I put you up upon a pedestal so high If you should waiver, if you should sway I'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away You signed your picture with an O and X I bet you don't write "love" each time you sign your cheques [Chorus] All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you You could have written back, You could have said "thank you" I guess you've got better things, Better things to do You say you love me, is that the truth? Although they've heard the songs, my friends want living proof I know your address, I ring the bell I bring you flowers and a .22 with shells I'm the farmer I work in the fields all day Never wanted to harm her But I know it was meant to be this way
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