Текст (слова) песни: Thin Lizzy - Return Of The Farmer`s Son

Well my father is a farmer A damn good one at his trade And hes always loved my mama Though we laid her in the grave Ive been down, Ive been down A hustler and a cheat Ill always love my father His kind heart cant be beat Oh... Id spit in your face if you laughed at me Dont you know, dont you know I might be a dipper, but I aint a thief Dont you know, dont you know Oh yeah... Come on... Well my father is a farmer Used to smack me on the ass Used to dress me up in my Sunday best Get down, get down to Sunday mass And Ive been down, so down Dont you know, dont you know Ill always love my father I love him so
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