The Return Of The Farmer’s Son

Well my father is a farmer A damn good one at his trade And he's always loved my mama Though we laid her in the grave I've been down, I've been down A hustler and a cheat I'll always love my father His kind heart can't be beat Oh... I'd spit in your face if you laughed at me Don't you know, don't you know I might be a dipper, but I ain't a thief Don't you know, don't you know Oh yeah... Come on... Well my father is a farmer Used to smack me on the a*s Used to dress me up in my Sunday best Get down, get down to Sunday ma*s And I've been down, so down Don't you know, don't you know I'll always love my father I love him so