(Verse:) Got a job out on a farm, Just a garden and a barn, Picking fruits and vegetables all day - But when all my work is through, When I'm craving more for you. Listen, Dear, to what I've got to say:
(Chorus:) When I'm picking the beets, Dear, That's when my heart beats for you - When I'm picking blueberries, That's when I feel blue for you - When I'm picking those onions, That's the only time I cry for you - But when banana skins are falling, I'll come sliding back to you.
When I'm picking tomatoes, That's when I catch up to you - When I'm picking sweet corn, Dear, I know you're so sweet and true - When I'm picking hot peppers, Then my heart just burns with love for you - But when banana skins are falling, I'll come sliding back to you.
When I'm picking a radish, Like your reddish hair, it glows - When I'm picking the turnips, I can see your turned-up nose - When I'm picking the garlic, Then I breathe my love to you so true - But when banana skins are falling, I'll come sliding back to you!