Beautiful Farmer | 2010 was good afterall

Yeah Yeah

we can all grab at the chance and be handsome farmers,

Yeah

you can have twenty one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters,

And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us.
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests.

It’s a New Year,
I’m glad to be here
It’s a fresh spring,
So let’s sing.

2080 - Yeasayer

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illustration: Freak Dancer / Twisted Vintage (Blogspot)