Текст песни camel - Down on the Farm
camel - Down on the Farm слова песни
(Sinclair) Every Sunday morning, before daybreakDown upon the farm, on the fishpondAll the little ducks, they go paddlingLook out goldfish your for breakfastSunday morning hear the churchbells ringingHigh up in the trees the birds were singing In the dewey grass spiders spinningRooster calls and cocks his doodleAll around the farm animals stirringThrough the morning mist the bulls are beefingIn the grassy meadows cows are munchingDaisy Bell it`s time for milkingThere`s such a lot to be done on the farmIn the sunshine, and when it`s lunchtimeIt`s hop down the pub for a pintBack on the tractor to finish the plowingStanding all alone, Fred the scarecrowHasn`t got a clue how the wheat growsDoesn`t mind the rain, hates the cold thoughSpecially when those icewinds blow snowAll along the lane, bees are buzzingLittle furry things in hedgerows scurryingIn amongst the corn the bunnies are bouncingMust have springs upon their feetBehind the cowshedThe plowman is taking a peekAt the farmer`s daughterWho`s hanging her undies in the sunBetter get on your boots and join usDown on the farmDown here on the farm It`s a lovely day for country walkingThe vicar`s on his bike, Billy`s skateboardingThe farmer and his dog out back shootingThe gun goes off and hits the tweeting (or: its stopped tweeting)Lots of smelly stinks around the farmyardGreat big pile of sh..t behind the rhubarbSitting in his pram, baby buntingDoes a *BURP* and starts his gruntingGive him a drink, he`s gone pinkWants his mummy, needs changing I thinkSuch a lot can be done on the farmIn the sunshineAnd when it`s lunchtimeIt`s hop down the pub for a pintSneak out the backway with Nelly the barmaidTo the woodsAndrew Latimer Guitar Peter Bardens Keyboards Richard Sinclair Lead Vocals, Bass Mel Collins Flute Andy Ward Drums