Mr. Farmer

See the farmer on the other side of town He's always working hard 'til the sun goes down He's up every morning 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 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, he said He's working so hard all night and day Mr. Farmer let me watch your crops Mr. Farmer let me water your crops Mr. Farmer let me harvest your crops I want to have a dream come true I said a farmer, farmer, farmer I want to be just like you See the farmer a walking down town, always draws a crowd when he's around He's always wearing seedy clothes, he's shows them off wherever he goes You can spot him anywhere, got a bright pink thumb but he don't care, I said, he looks like something from a very bad dream Mr. Farmer let me watch your crops Mr. Farmer let me water your crops Mr. Farmer let me harvest your crops Mr. Farmer let me save your crops I said, a farmer, farmer, farmer