“The backbone of the country and the salt of all the earth” —
That was how they styled us when the farmer had his worth.
But what’s his valuation now, when times are pretty thin?
Chorus:
Two bob a dozen, an’ the garments given in.
Solo:
We made the country’s money an’ we paid the country’s way,
We raised the wealth for cities from the farm thro’ many a day;
But what’s the price of farmers now the profits disappeared?
Chorus:
Two bob a dozen, an’ a bonus on the beard.
Solo:
They’ll pay to patch machinery or cure old Dobbin’s sprain;
But they cannot spare a stiver when the farmer gets a pain;
For what’s the use o’ mendin’ him when all he’s valued at —
Chorus:
Is two bob a dozen, if he’s nice an’ prime an’ fat.
Solo:
But the farmer ain’t repinin’, tho’ his price is down an’ out.
There’s a good time comin’ soon without the smallest doubt;
But, till the world wins sanity, he’s got to be content —
Chorus:
With two bob a dozen, cash with order ten per cent.
(C J Dennis)
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