A farmer that I know who lives near Boise somewhere
He yelled and screamed and pleaded with his plants
He said, "Why are you wilting; you live in Idaho!
You potatoes should be finest in the land!"

And he said "Grow, grow, grow, why won't you sprout no more?
Someday I've gotta ship you to the store
Not telling lies; the kids won't have no more fries
If you don't grow I can't ship you out the door"

A farmer that I know who lives way down near Des Moines
He yelled and screamed and pleaded with his plants
He said: "Ethanol makes me earn a whole lot of coin
So all you cornstalks should be finest in the land"

Then he said "Grow, grow, grow, why won't you sprout no more?
Oh what's the matter, are you rotten to the core?
Cows gotta eat, and without cows there's no meat
If you don't grow I can't ship you out the door"

A farmer I know who lives in Vancouver, BC
He screamed and yelled and pleaded with his plants
"You gotta grow tall, cause then I'll grow rich, you see
There's a huge market for the best green in the land"

And he said "Grow, grow, grow, why won't you sprout no more?
Your wilting leaves are hard to ignore
Please don't you die, 'cause then no one will get high
If you don't grow then I'll end up mighty poor"