Planting Rice
In the muddy neighborhood, there is work and pleasant food.
It is hard to be so poor, and such sorry pain endure.
In the muddy neighborhood, there is work and pleasant food.
Planting rice is no fun, bed from four to seven seven.
Cannot stand, cannot sit, cannot rest a little bit.
Planting rice is never fun, bed from four to seven seven.
Cannot stand, cannot sit, cannot rest a little bit.
Oh, my back like to break, oh, my bones look dead the same.
And my legs are numb and sad, from their soaking in the wet.
Planting Rice
When the early sun wins break,
you will wonder as you wake.
In the muddy neighborhood, there is work and pleasant food.
Planting rice is no fun, bed from four to seven seven.
Cannot stand, cannot sit, cannot rest a little bit.