Return of the farmer's son
by Thin Lizzy
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Well my father is a farmer
A damn good one at his trade
And he´s always loved my mama
Though we laid her in the grave
I´ve been down, I´ve been down
A hustler and a cheat
I´ll always love my father
His kind heart can´t be beat
Oh...
I´d spit in your face if you laughed at me
Don´t you know, don´t you know
I might be a dipper, but I ain´t a thief
Don´t you know, don´t you know
Oh yeah...
Come on...
Well my father is a farmer
Used to smack me on the ass
Used to dress me up in my Sunday best
Get down, get down to Sunday mass
And I´ve been down, so down
Don´t you know, don´t you know
I´ll always love my father
I love him so
A damn good one at his trade
And he´s always loved my mama
Though we laid her in the grave
I´ve been down, I´ve been down
A hustler and a cheat
I´ll always love my father
His kind heart can´t be beat
Oh...
I´d spit in your face if you laughed at me
Don´t you know, don´t you know
I might be a dipper, but I ain´t a thief
Don´t you know, don´t you know
Oh yeah...
Come on...
Well my father is a farmer
Used to smack me on the ass
Used to dress me up in my Sunday best
Get down, get down to Sunday mass
And I´ve been down, so down
Don´t you know, don´t you know
I´ll always love my father
I love him so