A Farmer's Life 1906 'Dream City. The Magic Knight'

James Pitt-Payne, London UJK - 28 Jan 2004

I'm not stuck to be a farmer
for I've loafed hard all my life,
and all I have ever saved up
is a mortgage and a wife.
I have here a hundred acres,
and a thousand miles of fence;
but all I am worth in money,
is a dollar and eighty cents.

I'd rather be a soldier,
with bullets through and through.
I'd rather be a sailor
a seasick sailor too.
I'd rather be a beer saloon,
where all of the drinks are free.
Any old thing but a farmer's life,
is the life for me.

When the world's illuminated,
then the farmer's good as dead
for when other folks are sleeping,
he has just got out of bed.
But although he's up so early,
full of energy and prunes,
he's so proud he can't work mornings,
and too tired afternoons.

I'd rather be a watchman,
so I could sleep all night.
I'd be a wooden Indian,
the mosquitos couldn't bite.
I'd love to be a bank cashier,
so money I'd sometimes see.
Any old thing but a farmer's life,
is the life for me.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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A Farmer's Life 1906
Lyrics by Edgar Smith
Music by Victor Herbert
copyright MCMVI by Chas K. Harris
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Wednesday 28 January 2004 at 11.28
in association with Doug Grierson
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"Dream City. The Magic Knight."
Book & Lyrics by Edgar Smith. Music by Victor Herbert.
Victor Herbert Publication: New York: Chas. K. Harris, 1906.
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