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 graveI've been down, I've been down
A hustler and a cheat
I'll always love my father
His kind heart can't be beatOh oh ohI'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 knowOh, yeah
Come onWell 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 massAnd 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