Mr. Farmer

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-waterin' green seeds just to come alive

But he don't wear no farm clothes

He's always usin' a rake and hoe

But his seeds are startin' to grow

Like a beanstalk 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 wanna be a farmer for all year round

And on a country road where you can't see a thing

He's got five acres filled with little green beans

Said he's workin' 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 wanna have a green thumb, too

I said farmer, farmer, farmer

I wanna be just like you

See the farmer a-walkin' downtown

Always draws a crowd when he's around

He's always wearin' seedy clothes

He 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, farmer, farmer