"Me and the Farmer" as written by Ian Peter Cullimore and Paul Heaton....
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

{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

He?s chopped down sheep, planted trees
And helped the countryside to breathe
Ripped up fields, bullied flocks
And worked his workers right around the clock

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

{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

All things bright and beautiful
All creatures great and small
All we?ve got is London zoo
?cause farmer owns them all

Repeat Chorus ? ad lib to fade


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"Me and the Farmer" as written by Paul Heaton Ian Peter Cullimore

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    General CommentGreat song!
    "If I pull my weight he'll treat me well
    But if I'm late he'll give me hell "

    About some shitty jobs? 9 to 5?
    Nicasioon June 17, 2004   Link

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