Law of the Farm | Thomas Cain

You gotta have a little rain

You gotta have a little sun

A little faith won’t do you no harm

Law of the farm—law of the farm.

No cuttin’ corners in the field

You cheat nature you get no yield

That smokey sky should sound the alarm

Law of the farm.

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Grapes and figs, and strawberries, too

Wheat and barley, it’s all for you

All blessed by the morning dew

Law of the farm.

Mother nature everywhere

In the garden and by the square

That hothouse sky should sound the alarm

Law of the farm.

Written by Thomas Cain