“Hey farmer, hey farmer!
Is Little Rock nearby?
I got some business down in Little Rock
Got to be there by and by.”
“Ain't no little rocks 'round here
I got boulders comin' out my ears.”
Well, that's the crazy, crazy mind of the farmer.
“Hey farmer, hey farmer!
How'd your ‘tater crop turn out?
Did they turn out big and dirty
In plentiful amounts?”
“Why, they didn't turn out at all
Sal and I had to dig'em out one and all.”
That's the crazy, crazy mind of the farmer.
“Hey farmer, hey farmer!
You know, your roof leaks like a sieve.
If you got some time to give to mending
Well, now's the time to give.”
“What the deuce are you about?
Why, can't you see it's raining out?
You must think that I'm a fool of a farmer.”
“Hey farmer, hey farmer!
I need to know the reason why
If you won't fix it when it's raining
Why don't you fix it when it's dry?”
“Why, you're a bigger fool, my friend,
My roof would not be leaking then.”
And that's the crazy, crazy mind of the farmer.
“Hey farmer, hey farmer!
I'll be on my way again,
But when I'm pa**ing by next Friday
I'll probably drop in.”
“Just keep pa**in' by, my friend,
And when you reach the lake, why, then drop in!”
That's the crazy, crazy mind of the farmer.