Me and the farmer get on fine    Through stormy weather and bottles of wine    If I pull my weight he'll treat me well    But if I'm late he'll give me hell    And thought it's all hard work no play    Farmer is a happy crook    Jesus hates him everyday    'Cause jesus gave and farmer took       {Won't he let you go?} Probably no    {Won't he let you go?} Probably no    {Why does he treat you so?} I just don't know    {Why does he treat you so?} I just don't know    Me and the farmer like brother, like sister    Getting on like hand and blister    Me and the farmer       He's chpped down shppe, planted trees    And helped the countryside to breathe    Ripped up fields, bullied flocks    And workded his workers right around the clock       It may seem strange but he'd admit    Intentions aren't exactlly true    and through God loves his wife a bit    He hates the farmer through and through       {Won't he let you go?} Probably no    {Won't he let you go?} Probably no    {Why does he treat you so?} I just don't know    {Why does he treat you so?} I just don't know    Me and the farmer like brother, like sister    Getting on like hand and blister    Me and the farmer       All things bright and beautiful    All creatures great and small    All we've got is London Zoo    'Cause farmer owns them all