Born on a lilo in a draughty barn
Under the silo on an arable farm
You know, we cooked on the primus as we ran from the rain
And our dad used to time us as we shovelled the grain
And we were
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
Hanging's too good for those baskets of yours
We were chopping the wood and delegating the chores
A Suffolk Punch has a bit more tickle
But a ploughman's lunch has a lot more pickle
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
The horses got hay when I worked for my dad
My father used to say I was a stable lad
I always drove slowly when approaching a gate
But how did he know about my mental state?
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
There's fish in the stream that I'm waiting to catch
Tell me, have you ever been to a ploughing match?
The plough advances in the sticky loam
At the barn dances I was always at home
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
Born in a barn
"Up now Daisy" and "Mornin' Jack"
Drove me crazy and they gave me the sack
They gave me a shovel and I dug my grave
And I burned my stubble when they told me to shave
Baa baa
Moo moo
Oink oink
Quack quack
Baa baa
Moo moo
Oink oink
Quack quack
Baa baa
Moo moo
Oink oink
Quack quack
Baa baa
Moo moo
Oink oink
Quack quack
A rabbit's burrow and a twelve bore gun
A lonely furrow and a job well done
A dog like Lassie and a country lane
An ancient Massey and a ton of grain
Makes you wish you were
Mornin' Mrs Beale
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