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I need a hand to bring water to my fields I need a sham to broker my deals I need a farm girl that knows how I feel About death, dirt, loss, sex, life on the free meals* I've been riding on a tired horse So sick I had to feed him by force An apple in my hand and my hand down his throat And I felt his hoof kickin' in the pocket of my coat I need a farm girl to cook my kill I need a farm girl to get my thrill I need a farm girl that knows how I feel About death, dirt, lost, sex, life on the free meals* I need a farm girl I need a farm girl I need a farm girl I need a farm girl Squattin' down Tell me that my top soil's gone I rather die young than pack up the farm Squattin' down Tell me that my beans won't grow That my plows won't plow And my hoes won't hoe Letras de canciones I've been riding on a tired horse So sick I had to feed him by force His eyes on my pocket And his mind on my farm He had his hooves on my girl And in the loft on my barn One time it kind of made me nervous Two times I got my magazine Three times in the green elevator At the co-op where we used to be seen Four times at five in the morning Five times it didn't matter to me Six times you better call the preacher She got dirt in her nails and grass in her teeth I need a hand to bring water to my fields I need a sham to broker my deals I need a farm girl that knows how I feel About death, dirt, loss, sex, life on the free meals* death, dirt, loss, sex, life on the free meals death, dirt, loss, sex, life on the free meals I need a farm girl I need a farm girl I need a farm girl I need a farm girl From Letras Mania