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I Wish I Was Back On The Farm

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I Wish I Was Back On The Farm song lyrics and guitar chords. Recorded by 'Adge Cutler and the Wurzels' The youtube video is of 'The Dancing Ferrets' 4/4. To play along with The Dancing Ferrets use a capo on the 3th fret.

I (G)wish I was (D7)back on the (G)farm,
I (C)wish I was back on the (G)farm
If you (C)want to learn your lesson, then (G)hear what I'm con(Em)fessing
Oh I (G)wish I were (D7)back on the (G)farm

Now (G)I was just a hayseed, with a (C)straw stuck in me (G)Mouth
When I packed me bags and took a train, and (A7)headed for the (D7)south
I (G)wandered through the city streets, (C)everything were (G)new
But (D)all the (A7)coppers (D)moved me (Bm)on, the (D)girls then (A7)moved me (D7)too

I wish I was back on the farm,
I wish I wwas back on the farm
Where the bulls don't put it over, and the cows stay in the clover
Oh I wish I were back on the farm

A pretty girl comes up to I, we begin to chat
She said she'd give I something nice if I went to her flat
I said I'd like a cup of tea, she seemed to think it odd
And just when it were time to go, she charged I thirty bob


Now I went to a night club, where a lady done a dance
She'd nothing on but pigeons, and the rest she left to chance
She didn't seem to feel the cold, the birds were kind to stay
I clapped me hands and hollered, but they wouldn't fly away


If she'd only let her hair grow, she'd make a lovely scarecrow
O I wish she was back on the farm


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