Mr. Farmer by Seeds
See the farmer
On the other side of town
He's always workin' hard
'Til the sun goes down
He's up every mornin'
Right on five
A-wanting green seeds
Just to come alive
But he don't wear
A-no farm clothes
He's always using
A rake and hoe
But his seeds
Are starting to grow
Like a big stalk
Up through the sky
He used to live in an apartment
In a big old city
With thick and priestly windows
A-built right in it
But he decided to move
To a little tiny town
He wanted to be a farmer
All year 'round
And on a country road
Where you can't see a thing
He's got five acres
Filled little green things
Said he's working so hard
All night and day
Mr. Farmer, let me watch your crops
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