straw hat and old dirty hank - 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 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 yo