Four long lines one darker than the rest Each one has a purpose making borders on the land Farmer's pride you know he works real hard ]from a small aeroplane you can see the fields
Heart shaped hedges Japanese gardens A place to work and grow A place to work and grow
Four long years one leaner than the rest The animals are fed and the pasture's dry Farmer's pride if the weather doesn't lie ]from a small aeroplane you can see the sea
Lots of blue Very deep blue A place to work and grow A place to work and grow
Johnson sees the fields from all the sides Steel machines and black tar roads Countryside where the spirit never dies In his face all the history shows Farmer's pride as the rains came down
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