Golden Grains 歌词

Farmwork's not hard if you sit in the yard when you're tired of shoveling hay Sharecroppers know when to jump ship and go, leaving none at the end of the day but nothing is worse than a stiff crust of sleepiness, when you're the one peeling the beans Those dungarees chafe when they're belted too tight, and the livestock's improperly weaned One honey grain and wax form cereals and Apple Jacks Oh, these my friends, oh yes, they are the golden grains Oh, these my friends, oh yes, they are the elemental things I can't help anyone 'cause I'm weak, I'm not strong and I can't write this song I can't help anyone 'cause I'm weak, I'm not strong and I can't write this song Have you ever witnessed an infant yet ancient chicken who has yet learned how to walk? When the feathers are wet and you're in the fourth grade, I bet you'd take the money, not talk But barnyards and vineyards can stumble and crumble for all of the strength that they hold Those tiny pianos that play loud and long go and more antique robots are told One honey grain and wax form cereals and Apple Jacks Oh, these my friends, oh yes, they are the golden grains Oh, these my friends, oh yes, they are the elemental things I can't help anyone 'cause I'm weak, I'm not strong and I can't write this song I can't help anyone 'cause I'm weak, I'm not strong and I can't write this song