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Early Song of the Lazy Farmer

| 3/1/2012 9:27:14 AM

I thought the Song of the Lazy Farmer only appeared in farm papers during the late 1940s and early ‘50s, but apparently he was writing a decade or so earlier as a couple of his offerings from 1930 and 1931 just turned up in my collection.

First, in the American Agriculturist from May 17, 1930 is this ode to the old boy’s favorite cat.

When winter days have gone from hence that old cat’s husband climbs the fence 

Today I told Mirandy that I can’t see no use in a cat.
They’re always somewhere under foot, and when you put them out they scoot
Between your feet, already then they’re back inside the house again.
I’m busy for an hour, about, before I get that cat put out;
My patience all is gone afore I git that cat outside the door.
Then that old cat sits there and mews, you’d think in winter she would choose
To go out to the barn and stay, but that cat never hits the hay.
She’s allus figgerin’ some scheme to get her whiskers in the cream;
She comes around at milkin’ time, the milk she steals is sure a crime.
She gits her head into the pail, and if a cow steps on her tail,
She claws that cow until, by gee, the old cow climbs all over me. 

When winter days have gone from hence that old cat’s husband climbs the fence
And serenades me in the night, he seems to take a great delight
In yowling there at half past one until I shoot him with my gun.
Next night he’s back as big as life, out there a-quarrelin’ with his wife;
I’ve shot that cat and tied a brick to him and dropped him in the crick,
I’ve taken him 10 miles away, but he was back again next day.
He’s got so much of life and vim that I can’t make away with him,
So all my life I reckon that I’ll have to put up with that cat!

Then, from the June 20, 1931 issue of the same paper, comes this commentary on alfalfa hay as a crop.


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