Текст песни The Who - Now I`m A Farmer
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I`ve got a spade and a pick-axeAnd a hundred miles square of land to churn aboutMy old horse is weary but sincerelyI believe that he can pull a ploughWell I`ve moved into the jungle of the agriculture rumble,To grow my own foodAnd I`ll dig and plough and scrape the weedsTill I succeed in seeing cabbage growing throughNow I`m a farmer, and I`m digging, digging, digging, digging, diggingNow I`m a farmer, and I`m digging, digging, digging, digging, diggingIt`s alarming how charming it is to be a-farmingHow calming and balming the effect of the airWell, I farmed for a year and grew a crop of cornThat stretched as far as the eye can seeThat`s a whole lot of cornflakes,Near enough to feed New York till 1973Cultivation is my station and the nationBuys my corn from me immediatelyAnd holding sixty thousand bucks, I watch as dumper trucksTip New York`s corn flakes in the seaNow I`m a farmer, and I`m digging, digging, digging, digging, diggingNow I`m a farmer, and I`m digging, digging, digging, digging, diggingIt`s alarming how charming it is to be a-farmingHow calming and balming the effect of the airNow look here sonThe right thing to sayIsn`t necessarily what you want to sayThe right thing to doIsn`t necessarily what you want to doThe right things to growAin`t necessarily what you want to growYour own happinessDoesn`t necessarily teach you what you want to knowWell I`m suntanned and deep, so`s the horseAnd my hands are deeply grainedOld horse is a-grazing, it`s amazingJust how lazily he took the strainWell my pick and spade are rusty,Because I`m paid on trust to leave my square of cornfield bareIt`s alarming how charming it is to be a-farmingHow calming and balming the effect of the airWhen you grow what I growTomatoes, potatoes, stew, eggplants ...Potatoes, tomatoes ... gourds