Lyrics:
Help you plow your fields (help you plow, help you plow)
Farmer's daughter (farmer's daughter, farmer's daughter)
Might be (might be, might be)
Just
Help you plow your fields (help you plow, help you plow)
Farmer's daughter (farmer's daughter, farmer's daughter)
Might be (might be, might be)
Just
plow your fields (help you plow, help you plow)
Farmer's daughter (farmer's daughter, farmer's daughter)
Might be (might be, might be)
Just a couple
plow your fields (help you plow, help you plow)
Farmer's daughter (farmer's daughter, farmer's daughter)
Might be (might be, might be)
Just a couple
I do come from miles away,
Ain't got no place to stay.
Glad to help you plow your fields,
Farmer's daughter.
Might be just a couple of days,
Clean
dance with farmer's daughters,
Farmers dance with the ranchers' gals.
All:
Territory folks should stick together,
Territory folks should all be pals.
The boss man says I gotta' wear a shirt
But rules, man, rules, I can't be bothered
'Cause it's enough keepin' up with the farmer's daughter
I'm workin'
the farmer's daughters
Farmers dance with the rancher's gals
Territory folks should stick together
Territory folks should all be pals
Cowboys dance with
good to say
About this man whose won the farmer's daughter
And will soon become my son-in-law today
Mama left eight years ago December
And it was
couldn't get no hotter
I caught glimpse of the farmer's daughter
She was just gettin' home from Panama city
She was all tanned up and my kinda pretty
When
my head, he said "what kind of man
Is this that's hanging 'round my girl?" and threw me in the car
You're a farmer's daughter, you're a farmer's
my head, he said "what kind of man
Is this that's hanging 'round my girl?" And threw me in the car
You're a farmer's daughter, you're a farmer's
head, he said "what kind of man
Is this that's hanging 'round my girl?" and threw me in the car
You're a farmer's daughter, you're a farmer's daughter
Why
He said what kind of man
Is this that's hanging round my girl
And threw me in the can
You're a farmer's daughter
You're a farmer's daughter
Why do
In and out of the Red Balloon
Marry the farmers daughter
Sleepy heads in the afternoon
Callow la, callow la Vita....... OH!
In and out of the Red
of the time he can live off bread and water
Most of the time he can't even remember her name
But once in awhile he still thinks about the farmers daughter
dance with farmer's daughters
Farmers dance with the ranchers' gals
Territory folks should stick together
Territory folks should all be pals
Cowboys
Hey, farmer's daughter - can I talk to you a while? Won't you come along with me in my second Country mile
I gotta get to Town by 5 O'clock,
screamin'
Don't tread on me, don't tread on me, no
Mr. Marigold, I want your hand to hold
But the farmer's daughter's chasing me away
Laying my head down
and get away from here
All alone is how you're gonna spend the rest of your years
'Cause I'm no farmer's daughter anymore, mommy dear.
Remember back in
I'm the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I'm a God fearin' hard workin' combine driver
Hoggin' up
It's of a jolly beggarman came tripping o'er the plain
He came unto a farmer's door a lodging for to gain
The farmer's daughter she came down
You can't get there from here
I can't live on bread and water
You heard the one about the farmer's daughter
She just needs a little atmosphere
your car to a rodeo
Or boots or hat from our local western store
Wrong look at a feller or farmer's daughter
Might get jaw jacked laid out on a pasture
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