Karaoké The Farmers Song Murray McLauchlan

Dusty old farmer out workin' your field

Hangin' down over your tractor wheel

The sun beatin' down turned the red paint to orange and rusty old patches of steel

There's no farmer songs on that car radio

Just cowboys, truck drivers and pain

Well this is my way to say thanks for the meal and I hope there's no shortage of rain

Straw hat and old dirty hankies

Moppin' a face like a shoe

Thanks for the meal

Here's a song that is real from a kid from the city to you

Straw hat and old dirty hankies

Moppin' a face like a shoe

Thanks for the meal

Here's a song that is real from a kid from the city to you

The combines gang up

Take most of the bread

Things just ain't like they used to be

Though your kids are out after the American dream and they're workin' in big factories

If I come by when you're out in the sun can I wave at you just like a friend

These days when everyone's takin' so much there's somebody givin' back in

Straw hat and old dirty hankies

Moppin' a face like a shoe

Thanks for the meal

Here's a song that is real from a kid from the city to you

Straw hat and old dirty hankies

Moppin' a face like a shoe

Thanks for the meal

Here's a song that is real from a kid from the city to you