Return of The Farmer's Son

Well my father he is a farmer
A damn good one at his trade
And he's always loved my mama
Though we laid her in the grave

I've been down, I've been down
A hustler and a cheat
I'll always love my father
His kind heart can't be beat

Oh oh oh

I'd spit at your face, if you laughed at me
Don't you know, don't you know
I might be a dipper, but I ain't a thief
Don't you know, don't you know

Oh, yeah
Come on

Well my father is a farmer
Used to smack me on the ass
Used to dress me up in my Sunday best
Get down there, get down to Sunday mass

And I've been down, so down
Don't you know, don't you know
I'll always love my father
I love him so, oh, yeah