Housemartins - Me And The Farmer lyrics

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 gr3eat and small All we've got is London Zoo 'Cause farmer owns them all