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Me and the Farmer get on fineThrough stormy weather and bottles of wineIf I pull my weight he?ll treat me wellBut if I?m late he?ll give me hellAnd thought it?s all hard work no playFarmer is a happy crookJesus hates him everyday?cause jesus gave and farmer 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 knowMe and the farmer like brother, like sisterGetting on like hand and blisterMe and the farmerHe?s chopped down sheep, planted treesAnd helped the countryside to breatheRipped up fields, bullied flocksAnd worked his workers right around the clockIt may seem strange but he?d admitIntentions aren?t exactly trueAnd through God loves his wife a bitHe hates the farmer through and throughSongtexte{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 knowMe and the farmer like brother, like sisterGetting on like hand and blisterMe and the farmerAll things bright and beautifulAll creatures great and smallAll we?ve got is London zoo?cause farmer owns them allRepeat Chorus ? ad lib to fade Aus Songtexte Mania