Godspeed the Plow Though the wealthy and great Live in splendor and state I envy them not, I declare it For I grow my own hams My own ewes, my own lambs And I shear my own fleece and I wear it By plowing and sowing By reaping and mowing All nature provides me with plenty With a cellar well stored And a bountiful board And my garden affords every dainty For here I am king I can dance, drink and sing Let no one approach as a stranger I'll hunt when it's quiet Come on, let us try it Dull thinking drives anyone crazy I have lawns, I have bowers I have fruits, I have flowers And the lark is my morning alarmer So all farmers now Here's Godspeed the plow Long life and success to the farmer MC
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