Maynard Williams - Down on the Farm lyrics
[Maynard Williams - Down on the Farm lyrics]
Hey, down on the farm there's talk
Of changes coming
Me, I'm getting tired of waiting for
The place to start humming
Think I'll pack my grip and head for town
City needs a man like me
To set'em all jumpin'
I could be somethin'
I've sat in the fields too long
The grass, it's growing higher
I need me some life, some noise, some dirt
To inspire me now
I want stars in my eyes
When I crawl in at night i want cars
I need concrete i want gas electricity
I can't stay alive down on the farm
Hey, look on the hill up therе
A line of trucks arriving
Such beautiful toys, they catch thе sun
Wish I was driving
This could be the magic day I've waited for
This old farm gonna move
And I'm gonna be there gonna get my share
I want a machine that moves up, down
Around, and sideways i'm selling the horse
Goodbye, old friend i'm going my way now
I'll go out
Let me get my hands on those controls
Turn those dials throw those switches
I'll be twentieth century
Thirty-minute harvest down on the farm
Hey, look at us now
We've got a hundred thousand metal acres
I don't go outside these days at all
I just count the take, and I'm
Bet you think I miss everything
I used to know but you're wrong
I'm converted to a new kind of greenery
Things are looking up down on the farm
Of changes coming
Me, I'm getting tired of waiting for
The place to start humming
Think I'll pack my grip and head for town
City needs a man like me
To set'em all jumpin'
I could be somethin'
I've sat in the fields too long
The grass, it's growing higher
I need me some life, some noise, some dirt
To inspire me now
I want stars in my eyes
When I crawl in at night i want cars
I need concrete i want gas electricity
I can't stay alive down on the farm
Hey, look on the hill up therе
A line of trucks arriving
Such beautiful toys, they catch thе sun
Wish I was driving
This could be the magic day I've waited for
This old farm gonna move
And I'm gonna be there gonna get my share
I want a machine that moves up, down
Around, and sideways i'm selling the horse
Goodbye, old friend i'm going my way now
I'll go out
Let me get my hands on those controls
Turn those dials throw those switches
I'll be twentieth century
Thirty-minute harvest down on the farm
Hey, look at us now
We've got a hundred thousand metal acres
I don't go outside these days at all
I just count the take, and I'm
Bet you think I miss everything
I used to know but you're wrong
I'm converted to a new kind of greenery
Things are looking up down on the farm