Il testo della Farmer's daughter

Sittin' in a pea patch pickin' up paw-paws
Checkin' out my baby in her short, short overalls
I got a job in the city, but i can't go to work
The boss man says i gotta' wear a shirt
But rules, man, rules, i can't be bothered
'cause it's enough keepin' up with the farmer's daughter

I'm workin' with the women when i know i shouldn't oughta'
But i gotta' keep my eye on the farmer's daughter

I got a job in the city, but i can't go to work
The boss man says i gotta' wear a shirt
But rules, man, rules, i can't be bothered
'cause it's enough keepin' up with the farmer's daughter

Hey - hey - hey

But come a' saturday night, i'm gonna' put her in the car
Take her to a dance at the lebanon bar
Sell everybody a jug a' moonwater
Get a' rich and run away with the farmer's daughter

Hey - hey - hey

Here she comes

Well, we gotta' sneak around when we go out at night
'cause if her daddy found out, he'd punch out my lights

I got a job in the city, but i can't go to work
The boss man says i gotta' wear a shirt
But rules, man, rules, i can't be bothered
'cause it's enough keepin' up with the farmer's daughter

Yes, it's enough keepin' up with the farmer's daughter

Hey - hey - hey