Oh farmer farmer was on the other day about the price of his sugar beet drill
He reckoned he'd found the little green pound dont pay those big red bills
And tho he's got a private yacht, a racehorse and three cars
He'd always say the farm don't pay; that's how them farmers are
But I never seen a farmer on a bike
I've never seen a farmer on a bike
Whereever I've been I never miss a thing but I've never seen a farmer on a bike
He do complain about the rain, the greenfly or the drought
He say blackspot have ruined his crop, but I can't make this out
I seen him get on a jumbo jet, I've seen him on a train
But that'll be the day I see him biking down the lane
But I never seen a farmer on a bike
I've never seen a farmer on a bike
Whereever I've been I never miss a thing but I've never seen a farmer on a bike
I work for Farmer till I wore my fingers to the bone
But when I speak of another pound a week, you ought to see him moan
And though his combine cost a bomb, I'm sure you'll agree
I'm sure he could dispose of his volvos, and bike about like me
But I never seen a farmer on a bike
I've never seen a farmer on a bike
Whereever I've been I never miss a thing but I've never seen a farmer on a bike
Oooh, I've never seen a farmer on a bike