Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
The Cocky Farmer
| D | G |
| For | nearly sixty years I've been a | farmer, |
| D | A |
| Through | drought,fire and flood I've lived through | plenty, |
| D | G | D |
| But this | country's dust and | mud,has | seen mt tears and blood, |
| A | D |
| And its nearly over | now,and now im | easy. |
I married a fine young girl when I was twenty,
But she died in giving birty when she was thirty,
No flying doctors then,just a gentle old black gin,
And its nearly over now,and now Im easy,
She left me with two sons and a daughter,
And a bone dry farm that cries for water,
Though my cares were rough and ready,
And they grew up fine and steady,
And its nearly over now,and now Im easy.
My daughter married young and went her own way,
My sons lay burried by the Burmah railway
In this land I've called my home,though I've carried on alone,
And its nearly over now,and now im easy.
City folks these days dispise the farmer,
Saying with dole and supsidies we have it easy,
But theres no drought or starving stock on your sured suburbed blocks.
And its nearly over now,andnow Im easy
(Repeat first verse)
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