Neil Young, Promise of the Real - Workin’ Man lyrics

A working man in Indiana traveled
From farm to farm
Cleanin' seeds and talkin' weather
Worked ninety farms got to know the farmers
Knew all of their kids
Out in the country, that was '96

His life was good and steady
Clean seeds were cash
Next year the farmers weren't ready
The times were changing fast
Supreme Court in session made a new law
GMO seeds and patents had a fatal flaw

Supreme Court Judge Clarence Thomas
Formerly worked for Monsanto
Well I don't know you but I do know who I am

One summer morning just around dawn
Four men with briefcases were on
The working man's lawn
We're gonna to sue you, take you to court
For patent infringement
And the criminals you support

We're from Monsanto, we own the seeds
Give us the names of the farmers you seek
You're gonna need big money
To stand your ground
We're gonna bury you, how does that sound?

Working man lost all his friends
His business too
Well I don't know you but I do know who I am

Now times have changed, things are picking up
The wheels are rolling again on
The old seed truck
The cleaner's coming back have
Taken back the land
They don't care the cost
They're gonna take a stand

Well I don't know you but I do know who I am
Well I don't know you but I do know who I am