Thin Lizzy - The Farmer Lyrics
The Farmer (Lynott)----------Sure do appreciate y'all comingEspecially you Skinny LizzyMe and my cousin FrankHe's the one that robbed the bankBought some whiskey all can drinkAnd it's in the barnYou see Ma, she's passed awayAnd there's not much I can say'Cept I'd like you all to pray'Cause I don't know what we're gonna do, Lord help me!Won't y'all come againWon't y'all come?Your faces keep us warmWon't y'all come?Pappa sits alone and all he does is moan and moan, moan and moanSo I put on my pin-striped suitI wouldn't fill my pockets with lootI went looking for the Reverend Luke way up north in TennesseeWon't y'all come againWon't y'all come?Your faces keep us warmWon't y'all come?Ma passed awayNot much I can sayLike you all to prayI don't know what we're gonna do, Lord help me