Poor, Poor Farmer chords by Stompin' Tom Connors

(C major) I came from the city many months (G major) ago|Sold almost everything and it gave me quite a stake ya (C major) know|I bought me self a section of the finest farmin' (G major) land|But how they make a fortune I don't (C major) understand||I bought new machinery the very best to (G major) see|But always buying new parts and half me crop (C major) is weeds|The weasal took me chickens, while arsenick killed me (G major) cow|The wife went home to mother, the black earth got me (C major) sow||I'm a poor, poor farmer what am I gonna (G major) do?|A poor, poor farmer full (C major) of rabbit'stew||A poor poor farmer always on the (G major) go|Prayin' to get my farm work caught up before (C major) the snow||The rabbits ate me garden the hail took all me (G major) wheat|It seems I'm working round the clock, I'm really gettin' (C major) beat|Grasshoppers came the other day just like a million (G major) goats|Before I knew just what to do they cut down all me (C major) oats|Well I loaded up the grass seed and started off (G major) to town|Seems like every mile I made the price kept goin' (C major) down|The most of it was stuckage from wild oats to (G major) flax|And when we came to settle up I owed them for the (C major) sacks||I'm a poor,

poor farmer what am I gonna (G major) do?|A poor, poor farmer full (C major) of rabbit'stew|A poor poor farmer always on the (G major) go|Prayin' to get my farm work caught up before the (C major) snow||I woke up this morning feelin' mighty (G major) low||I gazed upon the patatoe field all covered up with (C major) snow|First me wheat, then me oats now me spuds (G major) are gone|The grub box is empty, how will I carry (C major) on?|But still I got me freedom, my credit rating is (G major) high|Don't have to pack a lunck box or heed the whistle's (C major) cry|I'll always be a farmer I don't care about (G major) a thing|And if I can get the tractor fixed I'll combine in the (C major) spring.||I'm a poor, poor farmer and I'll always (G major) be|A poor, poor farmer cause farming is for (C major) me|I'd rather be the farmer cause farming's what I (G major) love|And I'll still be a farmer up in the land (C major) above||I'm a poor, poor farmer what am I gonna (G major) do?|A poor, poor farmer I'm full of (C major) rabbit'stew|A poor poor farmer always on the (G major) go|Prayin' to get me farm work caught up before the (C major) (G major) snow|And thats the way a poor poor farmers life must go.|| (C major)