Neil Young - Last of His Kind lyrics

[Neil Young - Last of His Kind lyrics]

I'd hate to say the farmer was
The last of a dying breed
Living off the land and taking what he needs
Don't say much for the future
When a family can't survive
I'd hate to say the farmer was
The last of his kind

In the struggle for power
Not one man's voice can sound
'Cause the foundation of the conglomerate
Is firmly in the ground
They want to feed the world but
For power and for greed
Then they'll cut off the supply until
They get what they need

I'd hate to say the farmer was
The last of a dying breed
Living off the land and taking what he needs
Don't say much for the future
Whеn a family can't survive
I'd hate to say the farmеr was
The last of his kind

They'll be plowing down the White House
And replanting for next year
Plowing down the White House
And replanting for next year

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