Four long lines one darker than the rest

Each one has a purpose making borders on the land

Farmer's pride you know he works real hard

>From a small aeroplane you can see the fields



Heart shaped hedges

Japanese gardens

A place to work and grow

A place to work and grow



Four long years one leaner than the rest

The animals are fed and the pasture's dry

Farmer's pride if the weather doesn't lie

>From a small aeroplane you can see the sea



Lots of blue

Very deep blue

A place to work and grow

A place to work and grow



Johnson sees the fields from all the sides

Steel machines and black tar roads

Countryside where the spirit never dies

In his face all the history shows

Farmer's pride as the rains came down