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
Jesus hates him everyday
'Cause jesus gave and farmer took<P>{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<P>He's chpped down shade, planted trees
And helped the countryside to breathe
Ripped up fields, bullied flocks
And worked his workers right around the clock<P>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<P>{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<P>All things bright and beautiful
All creatures great and small
All we've got is London Zoo
'Cause farmer owns them all
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