If I Had a Hoe

If I'd a hoe, in frozen Maine or Idaho, I'd go on raking, shivering and shaking, all over this land. I'd go reseeding after weeding Brother, though your heart is aching, and the field work is back-breaking,, We've got to go on raking. Sister, strengthen us by baking Singing children, join the chorus. The seven dwarfs are for us. Uncle Sam and Santa Claus cheer us on on without a pause. Hoe, hoe, hoe!