Russian Farmer’s Song Songtext
von Keane

I watched you walkin′
Late in the day
Where old men were talkin'
Bindin′ up the hay

I watched you drinkin'
Shuttin' your eyes and thinkin′
Late in the day

You were signallin′ with your hands
Goin', goin′ out of my way
You're out of my way

Where you′re bangin' on hollow land
A hunter-gatherer
And blowin′, blowin' out of the rain
In out of the rain

Ooh, ooh

After several uneventful days
We gathered all the faithful
To come and have their say


Drinkin', greetin′
Sellers and farmers meetin′
Late in the day

You were signallin' with your hand
Goin′, goin' out of my way
You′re out of my way

Where you're bangin′ on hollow land
A hunter-gatherer
And blowin', blowin' out of the rain
In out of the rain

I wish all my words were unsaid
I wish all my words were unsaid
If I could eat my words would I be standin′ here
Bidin′ my time and feeling so young

In the summer when the rain begins
Better hurry, don't bide your time
Better get all your winter things
Better gather, don′t bide your time

In the summer when the rain begins
Better hurry, don't bide your time
Better get all your winter things
Better gather, don′t bide your time