The Farmer's Song by Chip Taylor, BMI, Backroad Music 1999



The farmer sows, the farmer reaps

Prays to God while the children sleep

Where do we go from here?

Like my daddy before me cried

The tractor dust in the northern sky

Don't let it disappear



The government has put me on a program

I must learn to live within my means

You ask me if I'm happy,I say "No, man"

Grandpa'd rather die than grow these beans.



Mamma put your red dress on,

We'll go to town, we'll sing a song,

Where do we go from here?

Sing about the days gone by,

The times were good, the corn was high

Why did they disappear?



The government has put me on a program

I must learn to live within my means

You ask me if I'm happy, I say "No, man"

Grandpa'd rather die than grow these beans.



The farmer sows, the farmer reaps

Prays to God while the children sleep

Where do we go from here?

Like my daddy before me cried

The tractor dust in the northern sky

Don't let it disappear