Oh, give me a farm with a house and a barn,
Where the sheep and the chickens play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the County won't chase us away.

Chorus:
Home, home on the farm,
Where the sheep and the chickens play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the County won't chase us away.

Where the air is so pure without stench of manure,
The breezes so balmy and light,
This wonderful place I would not replace,
For all the cities so bright.

Chorus:
Home, home on the farm,
Where the sheep and the chickens play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the County won't chase us away.

The farmer's been chased, he's been told to make haste,
He's likely no more to return,
The cities do spread and the air is code red,
And nary a farmer is near.

Chorus:
Home, home on the farm,
Where the sheep and the chickens play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the County won't chase us away.

Oh, I love these wild flowers on this dear farm of ours,
The rooster I love to hear crow,
And I love to watch sheep as the lambs jump and leap,
With their fleeces as white as the snow.

Chorus:
Home, home on the farm,
Where the sheep and the chickens play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the County won't chase us away.

Oh, give me a farm with a house and a barn
Where all our children can play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the County won't chase us away.

Chorus:
Home, home on the farm,
Where the sheep and the chickens play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the County won't chase us away.