Seven years without a raindrop
Seven years is much too long
Farmer Joe and his sick missus
Had worked hard for just a song.
The wind had taken all the top soil
Spinifex was all that’d grow
How he’d now pay back the bank loan
Farmer Joe, he did not know.
All his lifestock gone to market
Yet the bills came flooding in
If it didn’t rain tomorrow
He’d commit a mortal sin.
Instead of rain the debt collector
In his air conditioned car
Came to the homestead uninvited
Farmer Joe saw it afar.
In the shed and from the rafter
Farmer Joe hung by a rope
‘t was better than the hardship
Without assistance or of hope.
But the banks, now even richer
With the farm that they would own
Didn’t care the farmer’s missus
And baby Jack were now alone.
Author: Helga
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