I tend the wheat field that makes your bread
I bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bed
Mother Nature & Mother Earth
Are two of three women who dictate what I＇m worth
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You cried a tear, I wiped it dry
I put you up upon a pesestal so high
If you should waver, if you should sway
I＇d catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly away
You signed your picture with an O and X
I bet you don＇t write ＂love＂ each time you sign your cheques
All of this corn I grow I grow it all for you
I took a hatchet to the radio I did it all for you
You could have written back
You could have said ＂thank you＂
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You say you love me, is that the truth?
Although they＇ve heard the songs, my friends need living proof
I know your address, I ring the bell
I bring you flowers and a .22 with shells
Never wanted to harm her
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 作词 : Page, Robertson