We worked through spring and winter
Through the summer and through the fall
But the mortage worked hardest
And the steadiest of us all
It worked on nights and Sundays
Worked each holiday
It's settled now among us
And it never went away
The farmer comes to town
With his wagon broken down
The farmer is the man who feeds us all
If you'd only look and see
I know you will agree
That the farmer is the man who feeds us all
Yeah, the farmer is the man
The farmer is a man
Buys on his credit till the fall
Then they take him by the hand
And they lead him from his land
And the merchant he's the man who gits it all
The banker says he's broke
The grocer's up in smoke
They forget that it's farmer feeds us all
If we'd put them to the test
If the farmer took a rest
Then they'd know that it's the farmer feeds us all
Yeah the farmer is the man
The farmer is the man
Lives on his credit until fall
Well, his pants're wearing thin
His condition it's a sin
Because the taxes on the farmer feeds us all
I said the farmer is the man
The farmer is the man
The farmer is the man who feeds us all