Farmer's Song
Neil Young · Other Songs - Neil Young
Was the last of a dying breed
Living off the land
And taking what he needs
Don't say much for the future
When a family can't survive
I'd hate to say the farmer
Was the last of his kind.
In the struggle for parity
Not one man's voice can sound
Cause the foundation
of the conglomerate
Is firmly in the ground.
Yeah, they want to feed the world
But for power and for greed
Then they'll cut off the supply
Until they get what they need.
Well I dreamed I saw a dust bowl
Where the farmers used to live
Earth was flying through the sky
It had nothing left to give
Tractors were burning
On the Whitehouse lawn
Just woke up one morning
And the farmers all were gone
I hate to say the farmer
Was the last of a dying breed
Living off the land
And taking what he needs.
Don't say much for the future
When a family can't survive.
I'd hate to say the farmer
Was the last of his kind.
Don't say much for the future
When a family can't survive.
I'd hate to say the farmer
Was the last of his kind.
Farmer's Song
Neil Young's "Farmer's Song" stands as a quintessential example of his folk-rock and country-infused style, often appearing in his extensive discography of acoustic and electric recordings. The track captures the rustic imagery and working-class themes characteristic of Young's songwriting, reflecting a deep connection to rural life and the American landscape. Recorded during a period where Young frequently explored solo acoustic arrangements before embracing heavier electric instrumentation, the song showcases his signature vocal delivery and lyrical focus on everyday struggles and hopes. While specific album placements vary across different releases, the piece remains a staple in his catalog, resonating with listeners who appreciate his unpretentious approach to storytelling and his ability to blend traditional folk structures with his unique sonic palette.