Straw Hat And Old Dirty Hank — текст песни (Barenaked Ladies)

I tend the wheat field that makes your bread
I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed
Mother nature and mother earth
Are two of three women who dictate what I`m worth

I`m the farmer
I work in the fields all day
Don`t mean to alarm her
But I know it was meant to be this way

You cried a tear, I wiped it dry
I put you up upon a pedestal so high
If you should waver, if you should sway
I`d catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away

You signed your picture with and O and X
I bet you don`t write love each time you sign your cheques

I’m the farmer
I work in the fields all day
Don`t mean to alarm her
But I know we were meant to be this way

All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you
I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you
Well you could have written back
And you could have said thank you
But I guess you`ve got better things,
But I guess you`ve got better things,
I guess you`ve got better things,
Better things to do
Better things to do yeah
Better things to do

You say you love me, is that the truth?
Although they`ve heard the songs, my friends need living proof
I know your address, I ring the bell
I bring you flowers and a twenty-two with shells

I`m the farmer
I work in the fields all day
Never wanted to harm her
But I know it was meant to be this way
I know it was meant to be this way
I know it was meant to be this way