You were quite a farmer in those days when I was young
I guess that I was just about as green as your green thumb
You planted peas and I pulled up weeds until my hands were numb
But it wasn’t ‘til the harvest that you began to run

Chorus
And all you ever wanted was a farm hand for the field
Someone to pull your weeds and milk the cow (poor cow)
All you ever wanted was a farm hand not a wife
And I wonder just how sweet the peas are now

To think of how I worked my little fingers to the bone
And how I looked with pride upon the garden we had grown
And yes, I prayed for rainy days as I chased the chickens home
Just to find at harvest time you’d leave me all alone

Chorus
And all you ever wanted was a farm hand for the field
Someone to pull your weeds and milk the cow (poor cow)
All you ever wanted was a farm hand not a wife
And I wonder just how sweet the peas are now

They say you’ve found someone to take my place behind the plow
But you’ve been alone and single handed until now
Well, she must be as green as me a year ago or so
And I wonder if she’s work so hard if she were to know.

Chorus
And all you ever wanted was a farm hand for the field
Someone to pull your weeds and milk the cow (poor cow)
All you ever wanted was a farm hand not a wife
And I wonder just how sweet the peas are now
And I wonder just how sweet the peas are now



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