Come on along and take a ride, and look at life from the cheery side... Howdy, neighbor! (Howdy, neighbor!) Happy harvest May your 40 acres soon be fields of clover Yes indeed and plant a wish with every seed and by and by the sun and rain will make an etching of a million little green fingers stretching to the sky! Howdy, neighbor! (Howdy, neighbor!) Happy harvest! Get your rocking chairs for all your cares are over Clap your hands and lick your chops your bumber crops are on the climb Hey we're gonna roll in plenty spend a five or ten or twenty And those happy harvest bells are gonna chime! Remember neighbor when you work for Mother Nature, You get paid by Father Time! Chicks are gonna cackle and every burlap sack'll be full of 'taters and tobaccos and dozens of different good and healthy greens And if the weather man won't upset us Mister you can bet us they'll be lots of crispy lettuce in your jeans! If you're into living, find out just what living means! Howdy neighbor? Happy harvest! May your forty acres soon be fields of clover Go on puff your corn cob pipes And no more gripes and no more groans No mortgages or loans And you won't see a trace of worrying On the face of Farmer Jones Howdy neighbor? Happy harvest! Get your rocking chairs for all your cares are over Clap your hands and lick your chops Your bumper crops are on the climb Hey we're gonna roll in plenty spend a five or ten or twenty And those happy harvest bells are gonna chime! Remember neighbor When you work for Mother Nature You get paid by Father Time MetroLyrics