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WORKING ON A FARM
YOUR UP WAY BEFORE THE SUN:
TRUST ME ITS NOT MUCH FUN:
EVEN IF YOU WENT TO BED EARLY STILL SO SLEEPY WAKING UP EARLY YOU WILL BE:
I ONLY HELPED OUT MY GRANDPARENTS NEIGHBORS A FEW DAYS IN THE SUMMER:
DOING FARM WORK EVERY SINGLE DAY OF THE WEEK WOULD BE A BUMMER:
ONCE YOU ARE UP AND ON THE MOVE;
THEN YOU START DOING THE CHORES AND GETTING IN THE GROOVE;
FIRST WITH THE TRACTOR AND A CUTTER WE WOULD GO TO THE FIELDS TO CUT FRESH ALPHALPHA GRASS:
THEN DELIVER IT TO ALL THE HUNGRY CATTLE SO THEY HAD AN EARLY MORNING MEAL THAT WOULD LAST:
THEN HAD TO GET THE MILK COWS INTO THE BARN AND MILKING STALL:
I THOUGHT THESE DAIRY COWS WERE HUGE AND TALL:
THEN GOT DOWN AND DIRTY AMD HAD TO CLEAN OUT THE MESSY BARN:
THATS THE LIFE ON A FARM:
BY NINE IN THE MORNING YOU WERE STARVING AND HAD BEEN WORKING A FIVE HOUR DAY:
I LOVED THE HUGE BREAKFAST WE ATE TOGETHER THE BEST BREAKFAST I EVER HAD I WOULD HAVE TO SAY:
THEN THE NOON CHORES PRETTY MUCH THE SAME ROUTINE:
WHEN WE BAILED HAY AND STRAW THAT WAS THE HARDEST WORK IVE EVER DONE OR SEEN:
THE BAILS OF HAY YOU HAD TO PICK UP AND STACK ON A FLAT BED:
BY THE TIME THE TRAILER WAS SO HIGHLY STACKED YOUR ARMS WOULD BE COMPLETELY DEAD:
THEN YOU HAD TO DO IT ALL AGAIN. AND STACK THE HAY IN THE BARN:
BAILING HAY WAS THE HARDEST WORK I DID ON THE FARM:
WHEN WE WOULD MIX THE FEED CORN AND OATS AND GRIND IT VERY FINE:
I DID THAT ONE AND ONLY ONE TIME;
ALL THE DUST THAT GOT IN THE AIR AND THE SMELL:
FOR ME I GOT SO SICK IT WAS HELL:
ON A FARM THE REGULAR CHORES TOOK YOU EIGHT TO TEN HOURS A DAY OR MORE:
THERE WAS ALWAYS SO MUCH TO DO FOR SURE:
CITY KIDS THEY MAY THINK THAT THEY ARE SO TOUGH:
THEY WALK AROUNG SWAGGERING LIKE THEY ARE SO ROUGH:
LIVING ON THE STREET;
THEY ACT SO COOL AND NEAT:
THEY DRIVE AROUND IN A BIG FANCY CAR:
HANG OUT ALL NIGHT DRINKING AT A CLUB AND BAR:
THE WAY THEY ACT IS SO ARROGANT COCKY AND MEAN:
THEY THINK THEY ARE SO COOL AND CLEAN:
TAKE A TOUGH CITY KID PUT HIM TO WORK ON A FARM:
LET HIM WORK SO HARD WHEN HE CAN BARELY RAISE HIS ARM:
SEE IF HE STILL HAS TIME TO LISTEN TO THAT NEGATIVE RAP AND ACT COOL:
HE WILL REALIZE THERE IS NO ONE TO IMPRESS BUT THE COWS AND HE IS THE FOOL:
LET A CITY KID GET UP EARLY AND HAVE A PURPOSE IN LIFE:
INSTEAD OF SLUMMING BOPPING AROUNGD IN THE CITY ACTING LIKE A PUNK WITH A GUN OR KNIFE:
PUT A CITY KID ON A FARM TO EARN HIS PAY:
FOR TROUBLED TEENS THIS WOULD BE THE BEST WAY;
WORKING ON A FARM YOU WILL LEARN:
YOU APPRECIATE EVERY PENNY YOU EARN:
AFTER A HARD DAYS WORK YOU ARE READY TO SLEEP:
YOU WONT HAVE ANY TIME TO HANG OUT WITH THE GANGSTERS LAZY ON THE STREET:
A CITY KID LISTENING TO RAP WILL TALK AND TALK:
THEY SO ARROGANTLY SWAGGER AND SAG WHEN THEY WALK:
A FARM KID DONT HAVE TOO MUCH TO SAY:
THERE ACTION WORKING HARD SUN UP TO SUN DOWN IS THERE LIFE AND WAY:
A CITY KID EVERYONE THEY ARE TRYING TO IMPRESS:
THEY ACT SO COOL THE WAY THEY ACT TALK AND DRESS;
A FARM KID IS TOO BUSY WITH A DAYS WORK ON HAND;
A FARM KID PROUDLY AND HARD WORKING HE STANDS:
23--AUGUST--2010:
JOHN D. JUNGERS
TRUST ME ITS NOT MUCH FUN:
EVEN IF YOU WENT TO BED EARLY STILL SO SLEEPY WAKING UP EARLY YOU WILL BE:
I ONLY HELPED OUT MY GRANDPARENTS NEIGHBORS A FEW DAYS IN THE SUMMER:
DOING FARM WORK EVERY SINGLE DAY OF THE WEEK WOULD BE A BUMMER:
ONCE YOU ARE UP AND ON THE MOVE;
THEN YOU START DOING THE CHORES AND GETTING IN THE GROOVE;
FIRST WITH THE TRACTOR AND A CUTTER WE WOULD GO TO THE FIELDS TO CUT FRESH ALPHALPHA GRASS:
THEN DELIVER IT TO ALL THE HUNGRY CATTLE SO THEY HAD AN EARLY MORNING MEAL THAT WOULD LAST:
THEN HAD TO GET THE MILK COWS INTO THE BARN AND MILKING STALL:
I THOUGHT THESE DAIRY COWS WERE HUGE AND TALL:
THEN GOT DOWN AND DIRTY AMD HAD TO CLEAN OUT THE MESSY BARN:
THATS THE LIFE ON A FARM:
BY NINE IN THE MORNING YOU WERE STARVING AND HAD BEEN WORKING A FIVE HOUR DAY:
I LOVED THE HUGE BREAKFAST WE ATE TOGETHER THE BEST BREAKFAST I EVER HAD I WOULD HAVE TO SAY:
THEN THE NOON CHORES PRETTY MUCH THE SAME ROUTINE:
WHEN WE BAILED HAY AND STRAW THAT WAS THE HARDEST WORK IVE EVER DONE OR SEEN:
THE BAILS OF HAY YOU HAD TO PICK UP AND STACK ON A FLAT BED:
BY THE TIME THE TRAILER WAS SO HIGHLY STACKED YOUR ARMS WOULD BE COMPLETELY DEAD:
THEN YOU HAD TO DO IT ALL AGAIN. AND STACK THE HAY IN THE BARN:
BAILING HAY WAS THE HARDEST WORK I DID ON THE FARM:
WHEN WE WOULD MIX THE FEED CORN AND OATS AND GRIND IT VERY FINE:
I DID THAT ONE AND ONLY ONE TIME;
ALL THE DUST THAT GOT IN THE AIR AND THE SMELL:
FOR ME I GOT SO SICK IT WAS HELL:
ON A FARM THE REGULAR CHORES TOOK YOU EIGHT TO TEN HOURS A DAY OR MORE:
THERE WAS ALWAYS SO MUCH TO DO FOR SURE:
CITY KIDS THEY MAY THINK THAT THEY ARE SO TOUGH:
THEY WALK AROUNG SWAGGERING LIKE THEY ARE SO ROUGH:
LIVING ON THE STREET;
THEY ACT SO COOL AND NEAT:
THEY DRIVE AROUND IN A BIG FANCY CAR:
HANG OUT ALL NIGHT DRINKING AT A CLUB AND BAR:
THE WAY THEY ACT IS SO ARROGANT COCKY AND MEAN:
THEY THINK THEY ARE SO COOL AND CLEAN:
TAKE A TOUGH CITY KID PUT HIM TO WORK ON A FARM:
LET HIM WORK SO HARD WHEN HE CAN BARELY RAISE HIS ARM:
SEE IF HE STILL HAS TIME TO LISTEN TO THAT NEGATIVE RAP AND ACT COOL:
HE WILL REALIZE THERE IS NO ONE TO IMPRESS BUT THE COWS AND HE IS THE FOOL:
LET A CITY KID GET UP EARLY AND HAVE A PURPOSE IN LIFE:
INSTEAD OF SLUMMING BOPPING AROUNGD IN THE CITY ACTING LIKE A PUNK WITH A GUN OR KNIFE:
PUT A CITY KID ON A FARM TO EARN HIS PAY:
FOR TROUBLED TEENS THIS WOULD BE THE BEST WAY;
WORKING ON A FARM YOU WILL LEARN:
YOU APPRECIATE EVERY PENNY YOU EARN:
AFTER A HARD DAYS WORK YOU ARE READY TO SLEEP:
YOU WONT HAVE ANY TIME TO HANG OUT WITH THE GANGSTERS LAZY ON THE STREET:
A CITY KID LISTENING TO RAP WILL TALK AND TALK:
THEY SO ARROGANTLY SWAGGER AND SAG WHEN THEY WALK:
A FARM KID DONT HAVE TOO MUCH TO SAY:
THERE ACTION WORKING HARD SUN UP TO SUN DOWN IS THERE LIFE AND WAY:
A CITY KID EVERYONE THEY ARE TRYING TO IMPRESS:
THEY ACT SO COOL THE WAY THEY ACT TALK AND DRESS;
A FARM KID IS TOO BUSY WITH A DAYS WORK ON HAND;
A FARM KID PROUDLY AND HARD WORKING HE STANDS:
23--AUGUST--2010:
JOHN D. JUNGERS
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