Show y ON MEMBER written for the farm bureau tune turkey in the straw now were heri here mr market on the firing line I 1 with the golden harvest I 1 from plant and vine all we ask of you is a good square deal recall were the source of every meal CHORUS dont rock the boat but grab an ore well anchor safe on that golder golden shore and have one grand old family trip it if just embark on membership were ice as independent as a ho hog on I 1 fore its now our turn to name the price I 1 on everything weve tolled tu to raise for which farm bureau we sing your praise the bureau serves as the farmers club for no wheel rolls without a hub and our crops to market through this head would be to butter our own bread with potatoes and corn well lead the march to market for got the starch one has eyes and the other one ears so what one sees the other one hears how the silky east meets the fleecy west from whence comes the wool for the eagles nest and old king corn is on his ear TO put the finish on lamb and steer Q with h the grain in the bins and the hogs in the pens and the milk white eggs from the milk white hens it if all goes well we can pay our tax if not like the hen well get the real ax that t hearts blood mortgage we now must raise por r the kind of chop that pays interest interest night and day goes on vre ere we are aware the farm is gone well 11 crack the whip with four ln in hand we feel our oats for we own the land on n which we grew that bounteous crop NOW ow stay with the bureau and keep on top well card our own bats and spin our own yarn yam and d substitute john barley corn with a beverage not hard to take prom the grape of the vine of our own n make our r uncle sam has set his hand to aid the tillers of the land it beenu eras were coming into our own lets s gang together or well hang alone jesse C little mow mom |