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
Heart shaped hedges Japanese gardens
Ah, ah, ah, ah A place to work and grow A place to work and grow
Ah, ah, ah, ah A place to work and grow A place to work and grow
Four long years one later than the rest The animals are thin and the pastures dry Farmer’s pride if the weather doesn’t lie From a small aeroplane you can see the sea
Lot’s of blue Very deep blue
Ah, ah, ah, ah A place to work and grow A place to work and grow
Ah, ah, ah, ah 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
Ah, ah, ah, ah A place to work and grow A place to work and grow
Ah, ah, ah, ah A place to work and grow A place to work and grow
Heart shaped hedges Japanese gardens
Heart shaped hedges Japanese gardens
Heart shaped hedges Japanese gardens
Heart shaped hedges Japanese Gardens
Ah, ah, ah, ah A place to work and grow A place to work and grow Ah, ah, ah, ah