My dad said, "If I was a farmer, I'd sing to all my cows
Out grazing in the pasture, they'd hear my lonesome sounds
I'd sing early in the morning, as the milk filled the tins
And get up once more the next day, to do it all again"
And when I was a young boy I wanted to be him
Now that I've grown older I guess I kind of am
Running around the big world with the fields and streams and woods
Singing to all the people so I try to sing it good
La dum da
La dee da dum da
La dum da
La dee da da da dum
Maybe one day I'll settle down if the wandering loses thrill
With my dad's old six string upon some little hill
Singing 'bout mad beauties as the world spins on and on
Just a lonesome farmer singing lonesome songs
La dum da
La dee da dum da
La dum da
La dee da da da dum