Farmer’s Daughter
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My daddy's a farmer, that makes me a farmer's daughter But it’s no joke we’re always broke, can’t live on dirt and water Can’t live on dirt and water We can’t plant and we can’t grow We can’t reap and we can’t sow Don’t own the seed can’t plant our rows It all belongs to Monsanto All belongs to Monsanto Dupont, Dow and Monsanto, We are what we eat They own the pollen own the seeds Own us from head to feet Own the air we breath Sister shed her overalls, put on heels and skirt City bound she fled the ground to strike her own pay dirt Strike her own pay dirt My brother donned a uniform, to keep us safe from harm But terror is as terror does, the bank foreclosed our farm Foreclosed the family farm Jesse James he robbed the banks, they shot that boy to death Now the banks are robbing us we got nothing left We got nothing left We got nothing left
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