No. 6 - Concerted Number - "When a little farm we keep."

Lyrics by Paul A. Rubens and Arthur Wimperis

[Sam:] Oh the farmer's life is the best of all,
[Peggy:] For the old ones, yes, and the young ones,
[Liza:] It is sweet to list to the hum of bees,
[Joe:] Unless you're one of the stung ones!
[Sam:] You may talk about the pursuits of town,
[Winnie:] But the country's the place to see things;
[Peggy:] You can picnic there in the sparkling air,
[Sam:] With earwigs all over the tea things!
[All:] When a little farm some day we keep,
[Liza:] There will be the baa-baa-aa of sheep,
[Peggy:] The noisy little quack-quack-quack of ducks,
[Joe:] Chickens with their chuck-chuck-chuck-chuck-chucks,
[All:] Cock-a-doodle-doos and cluck-cluck-clucks,
[Winnie:] Colonies of rooks with caw-caw-caws,
[Joe:] Donkeys with their loud hee-haw, hee-haws,
[Sam:] And grubble-grubble grunt the pigs all say!
[All:] When a little farm we keep some day.

[Sam:] Oh the farmer's life is the best of all,
[Peggy:] With its simple manners and habits.
[Liza:] For you wear thick boots and amazing suits
[Joe:] With checks that frighten the rabbits!
[Sam:] There are lots of beautiful views to sketch
[Winnie:] So you take a paint-box and easel,
[Peggy:] And you curse your luck when you find that you're stuck
[Sam:] In a trap that was set for a weasel!
[All:] When a little farm some day we keep,
[Liza:] There will be the baa-baa-aa of sheep,
[Peggy:] The noisy little quack-quack-quack of ducks,
[Joe:] Chickens with their chuck-chuck-chuck-chuck-chucks,
[All:] Cock-a-doodle-doos and cluck-cluck-clucks,
[Winnie:] Colonies of rooks with caw-caw-caws,
[Joe:] Donkeys with their loud hee-haw, hee-haws,
[Sam:] And grubble-grubble grunt the pigs all say!
[All:] When a little farm we keep some day.