Good old farmer john took me on sowing seeds and picking weeds I had to leave, said, i ain't the man you need I don't know why i'm the way i am All i seem to know is that i am And if you offered me anything my soul desired I'd choose the road and take the mystery Mr bunn the baker took me on, said i ought to make some bread I had to leave, said, i ain't the man you need Algernon the tailor took me on, said he had a job to suit I had to leave, said, i ain't the man you need