The Farm - Lyrics by America


Lyrics
Written by gerry beckley, ©1991
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We're feedin' the world but we can't feed ourselves
They tell us don't plant now but there's nothing on the shelves
If someone is watchin' down from above
What in the world is he thinkin' of
Daisy I think we must sell the farm
And you know I don't wanna cause alarm
The times are a changin', the money is gone
Where do we go from here, where do we go from here
If someone is watchin' down from above
What in the world is he thinkin' of
Daisy I think we must sell the farm
And you know I don't wanna cause you harm
The times are a changin', the money is gone
Where do we go from here, where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
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