You cried a tear, I wiped it dry
Never wanted to harm her
Mother nature and mother earth
You signed your picture with an O and X
I guess you've got better things, better things to do
I work in the fields all day
I guess you've got better things to do
I bet you don't write love each time you sign your checks
You say you love me, is that the truth?
Although they've heard the songs, my friends want living proof
I'm the farmer
But I know it was meant to be this way
I'm the farmer
And you could have said, "Thank you"
But I know it was meant to be this way
If you should waiver, if you should sway
Don't mean to alarm her
I'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away
I'm the farmer
I guess you've got better things
I know your address, I ring the bell
Are two of three women who dictate what I'm worth
Don't mean to alarm her
I work in the fields all day
I work in the fields all day
I guess you've got better things
All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you
But I know it was meant to be this way
You could have written back
Better things to do, better things to do
I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you
I bring you flowers and a 22 with shells
I know it was meant to be this way
I put you up upon a pedestal so high
