Lyrics: Donna Schwarzrock.
Tune: “Reuben and Rachel.”
Aye ban a farmer in Minnesota,
Ban here mostly all my life,
Got myself some fine contraptions,
Mostly to please my purty wife.
The REA she’s sure ban helpful,
Made our job here one big fun.
All we do is press the buttons,
Then our work, by gosh, she’s done.
Got some milkers, sure are tricky,
To my cows I put them on.
Turn around and pet the calves,
And then, by gol, my milkin’s done.
Does my missus carry corn cobs,
Chop her wood and get all in?
I should say not, and why should she
With her ’lectric stove, by gin.
Now that woman doesn’t nag me
For the water to go and get.
All she does is turn the faucet
And the whole durned place gets wet.
When she turns the ’lectric bulbs on
For the neighbors all to see,
Then I tell you this old farmstead
Shines just like a Christmas tree.
All I need to make me happy
Is that thing they call TV;
With the money “our line” saves me
I can get one soon, by gee.
Now this REA is something;
With it you just can’t go wrong,
But I tell you, and I mean it,
This ole Swede helped things along.