Me and the farmer
Get on fine
Through stormy weather and bottles of wine
If I pull my weight
He'll treat me well
But if I'm late he'll give me hell

And thought it's all hard work no play
Farmer is a happy crook
But Jesus hates him everyday
'Cause Jesus gave and farmer took, took

{Won't he let you go ?}
Probably no
{Won't he let you go ?}
Probably no
{Why does he treat you so ?}
I just don't know
{Why does he treat you so ?}
I just don't know
Me and the farmer like brother, like sister
Getting on like hand and blister
Me... and... the farmer (roh roh)

He's chopped down sheep, planted trees
And helped the countryside to breathe
Ripped up fields, bullied flocks
And worked his workers right around the clock

It may seem strange but he'd admit
Intentions aren't exactly true
and through God loves his wife a bit
He hates the farmer through and through

{Won't he let you go?}
Probably no
{Won't he let you go ?}
Probably no
{Why does he treat you so ?}
I just don't know
{Why does he treat you so ?}
I just don't know
Me and the farmer like brother, like sister
Getting on like hand and blister
Me... and... the farmer (roh roh)

All things bright and beautiful
All creatures great and small
All we've got is London Zoo
'Cause farmer owns them all, all...

{Won't he let you go ?}
Probably no
{Won't he let you go ?}
Probably no
{Why does he treat you so ?}
I just don't know
{Why does he treat you so ?}
I just don't know
Me and the farmer like brother, like sister
Getting on like hand and blister
Me... and... the farmer (roh roh)

Me... and... the farmer
Me... and... the farmer

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