youtube/watch?v=2Y-uiiAgcKc Ive got a spade and a pick-axe And a hundred miles square of land to churn about My old horse is weary but sincerely I believe that he can pull a plough Well Ive moved into the jungle of the agriculture rumble, To grow my own food And Ill dig and plough and scrape the weeds Till I succeed in seeing cabbage growing through Now Im a farmer, and Im digging, digging, digging, digging, digging Now Im a farmer, and Im digging, digging, digging, digging, digging Its alarming how charming it is to be a-farming How calming and balming the effect of the air Well, I farmed for a year and grew a crop of corn That stretched as far as the eye can see Thats a whole lot of cornflakes, Near enough to feed New York till 1973 Cultivation is my station and the nation Buys my corn from me immediately And holding sixty thousand bucks, I watch as dumper trucks Tip New Yorks corn flakes in the sea Now Im a farmer, and Im digging, digging, digging, digging, digging Now Im a farmer, and Im digging, digging, digging, digging, digging Its alarming how charming it is to be a-farming How calming and balming the effect of the air Now look here son The right thing to say Isnt necessarily what you want to say The right thing to do Isnt necessarily what you want to do The right things to grow Aint necessarily what you want to grow Your own happiness Doesnt necessarily teach you what you want to know Well Im suntanned and deep, sos the horse And my hands are deeply grained Old horse is a-grazing, its amazing Just how lazily he took the strain Well my pick and spade are rusty, Because Im paid on trust to leave my square of cornfield bare Its alarming how charming it is to be a-farming How calming and balming the effect of the air When you grow what I grow Tomatoes, potatoes, stew, eggplants ... Potatoes, tomatoes ... gourds ----- Tengo una pala y una piqueta- Y un centenar de millas cuadradas de terreno a batir sobre la Mi viejo caballo está cansado, pero con sinceridad Yo creo que él puede tirar de un arado Bueno, me he mudado a la selva de la ley de la calle la agricultura, Para hacer crecer mi propia comida Y voy a cavar y arar y raspar las malezas Hasta que tenga éxito en ver crecer a través de la col Ahora soy un agricultor, y estoy cavar, cavar, cavar, cavar, cavar Ahora soy un agricultor, y estoy cavar, cavar, cavar, cavar, cavar Es alarmante lo encantador que es ser un cultivo de- Cómo calmar y balming el efecto del aire Bueno, yo cultivaba durante un año y creció un cultivo de maíz Esto se extendía hasta donde el ojo puede ver Eso es un montón de copos de maíz, Lo suficientemente cerca para alimentar a Nueva York, hasta 1973 El cultivo es mi estación y de la nación Compra mi maíz de mí de inmediato Y la celebración de sesenta mil dólares, los veo como camiones volquete Copos de Consejo de Nueva York de maíz en el mar Ahora soy un agricultor, y estoy cavar, cavar, cavar, cavar, cavar Ahora soy un agricultor, y estoy cavar, cavar, cavar, cavar, cavar Es alarmante lo encantador que es
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