Pulling Out The Farmer (By The Roots)                                       Jim Mohr

D                                                       G                                                        D
No one feels the hardship like the farmer who learned to worship his land
        D                                           G                                    A
The Earth was his test, he was doing the best with his hands
       D                                              G                                        D
But times are hard and lean, the worst I've ever seen for a while
              D                            G                              A          D
And it's been a long time, since I've seen that farmer smile

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But he never complained, when it doesn't rain in the spring
           D                                 G                                              A
'Case bad weather stops a farmer growing crops in his dreams
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But now agriculture, the severest form of torture that I know
                     D                           G                   A                    D
He's got his back to the barn, not knowing which way to go

                  G                                         F#m                            G                            A
And we're plowing through his field, briefcase concealed under our 3 piece suits
                 G                                A                            D               Bm
'Cause a banker won't take a chance, making a livin' off of plants
                   G        F#m     Em           A         D
And we're pulling out the farmer .... by the roots


   Inst: C F C C F G C F C C F G C C7

                  F                                         Em                            F                                 G
Yea we're plowing through his field, briefcase revealed, wearing our 3 piece suits
                F                                 G                            C               Am
'Cause a banker won't take a chance, making a livin' off of plants
                  F          Em       Dm          G         C
And we're pulling out the farmer .... by the roots


                  F                                         Em                            F                                 G
Yea we're plowing through his field, briefcase revealed, wearing our 3 piece suits
                F                                 G                            C               Am
'Cause a banker won't take a chance, making a livin' off of plants
                  F                      G                     F                      G                    F                      G
And we're pulling out the farmer, we're pulling out the farmer, we're pulling out the farmer
           Bb C            Bb C
by the roots, by the roots