The Bently Boys — Down On Penny's Farm lyrics

Lyrics

Come you ladies and you gentlemen
And listen to my song
I’ll sing it to you right, but you might think it’s wrong
May make you mad, but I mean no harm
It’s all about the renters on Penny’s farm
It’s hard times in the country
Down on Penny’s farm
Now you move out on Penny’s farm
Plant a little crop of 'bacco and a little crop of corn
He’ll come around to plan and plot
Till he gets himself a mortgage
On everything you got
You go to the fields
And you work all day
Till way after dark, but you get no pay
Promise you meat or a little lard
It’s hard to be a renter on Penny’s farm
Now here’s George Penny come into town
With his wagon-load of peaches, not one of them sound
He’s got to have his money or somebody’s check
You pay him for a bushel
And you don’t get a peck
Then George Penny’s renters, they come into town
With their hands in their pockets, and their heads hanging down
Go in the store and the merchant will say:
«Your mortgage is due
And I’m looking for my pay.»
Goes down in his pocket with a trembling hand --
«Can't pay you all but I’ll pay you what I can.»
Then to the telephone the merchant makes a call
«They'll put you on the chain gang
If you don’t pay it all.»