Farmwork's not hard if you sit in the yard
When you're tired of shoveling hay
Sharecroppers know when to jump ship and go
Leaving none at the end of the day
But nothing is worse than a stiff crust of sleepiness
When you're the one peeling the beans
Those dungarees chafe when they're belted too tight
And the livestock's improperly weaned

One honey grain and wax form cereals and apple jacks
Oh, these my friends
Oh yes, they are the golden grains
Oh, these my friends
Oh yes, they are the elemental things

I can't help anyone cause I'm weak
I'm not strong
And I can't write this song
I can't help anyone cause I'm weak
I'm not strong
And I can't write this song

Have you ever witnessed an infant-yet-ancient chicken
Who has yet learned how to walk
When the feathers are wet and you're in the fourth grade
I bet you'd take the money, not talk
But barnyards and vineyards can stumble and crumble
For all of the strength that they hold
Those tiny pianos that play loud and long go
And more antique robots are told

One honey grain and wax form cereals and apple jacks
Oh, these my friends
Oh yes, they are the golden grains
Oh, these my friends
Oh yes, they are the elemental things

I can't help anyone cause I'm weak
I'm not strong
And I can't write this song
I can't help anyone cause I'm weak
I'm not strong
And I can't write this song


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Golden Grains song meanings
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