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Me And The Farmer
The Housemartins Lyrics


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Me and the Farmer get on fine
Through stormy weather and bottles of wine
If I pull my weight he?ll treat me well
But if I?m late he?ll give me hell
And thought it?s all hard work no play
Farmer is a happy crook
Jesus hates him everyday
?cause jesus gave and farmer took

{won?t he let you go? } probably no
{won?t he let you go? } probably no
{why does he treat you so? } I just don?t know
{why does he treat you so? } I just don?t know
Me and the farmer like brother, like sister
Getting on like hand and blister
Me and the farmer

He?s chopped down sheep, planted trees
And helped the countryside to breathe
Ripped up fields, bullied flocks
And worked his workers right around the clock

It may seem strange but he?d admit
Intentions aren?t exactly true
And through God loves his wife a bit
He hates the farmer through and through

{won?t he let you go? } probably no
{won?t he let you go? } probably no
{why does he treat you so? } I just don?t know
{why does he treat you so? } I just don?t know
Me and the farmer like brother, like sister
Getting on like hand and blister
Me and the farmer

All things bright and beautiful
All creatures great and small
All we?ve got is London zoo
?cause farmer owns them all

Repeat Chorus ? ad lib to fade

Overall Meaning

The Housemartins's song Me And The Farmer presents a commentary on the relationship between the working-class and the well-to-do. The lyrics describe a harmonious relationship between the singer and the farmer, who is depicted as someone who holds power over the singer. The song's lyrics suggest that the singer, in spite of pulling their weight, is still subject to the farmer's wrath if they are late. The singer is aware that the farmer is a happy crook, someone who may not have the best of intentions, but who is still amicable towards them. The song also speaks of a deeper anger directed towards the farmer, with Jesus hating him every day because he takes what Jesus has given to the world.


The lyrics touch on the contrast between the farmer's wealth and power and the hard work of the working-class, whose labor allows the farmer to cultivate the land and build his wealth even though they receive very little in return. At the same time, the lyrics suggest that the bounty of the farmer's wealth extends even to the animals that are supposed to be protected, as the farmer is capable of owning everything.


Line by Line Meaning

Me and the Farmer get on fine
Me and the farmer have a good relationship


Through stormy weather and bottles of wine
We've been through tough times and drank together


If I pull my weight he'll treat me well
If I work hard, he'll be good to me


But if I'm late he'll give me hell
But if I'm late, he will be angry with me


And though it's all hard work no play
We work hard without much enjoyment


Farmer is a happy crook
The farmer is content with being dishonest


Jesus hates him everyday
Jesus disapproves of the farmer


'cause jesus gave and farmer took
The farmer has taken advantage of Jesus' creation


"won't he let you go?" probably no
Asking if I can leave, but the answer is likely no


"why does he treat you so?" I just don't know
Don't know why he treats me the way he does


Me and the farmer like brother, like sister
We have a close, familial bond


Getting on like hand and blister
We work hard and develop blisters on our hands


He's chopped down sheep, planted trees
He's done good and bad things for the environment


And helped the countryside to breathe
But ultimately he has helped the environment


Ripped up fields, bullied flocks
However, he has mistreated animals and crops


And worked his workers right around the clock
He makes his workers work without rest


It may seem strange but he'd admit
The farmer would acknowledge that


Intentions aren't exactly true
His motives are dishonest


And though God loves his wife a bit
Even though he loves his wife, it doesn't excuse his behavior


He hates the farmer through and through
The artist despises the farmer


All things bright and beautiful
All of God's creation


All creatures great and small
Every single living thing


All we've got is London zoo
But all we have left is a zoo in London


'cause farmer owns them all
Because the farmer has taken everything else




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: IAN PETER CULLIMORE, PAUL HEATON

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