| He was just a little farm lad, so busy he’d play |
| With his little playmate outside the gate. |
| He stopped to watch a truck that was parking next door |
| At the home of his tiny playmate. |
| Then he saw his daddy watchin' too |
| As the men swiftly walked to the cottage door |
| He knew they were strangers that came from the town |
| Men he had never seen before. |
| They soon went to work when he heard his daddy say, |
| «Our neighbours are moving today» |
| «Oh No!» he cried, «Dear God don’t let it be, |
| They can’t take my sweetheart away!» |
| I know dad you don’t understand |
| How a heart so young could conceive a plan |
| I’m only seven now but it’s just like you say |
| Daddy someday I’ll be a man. |
| The man who owns the farm where your playmates do live |
| He told me it’d have to be this way. |
| For when your time has come and your work is all done |
| That’s why they are moving today. |
| Let us buy the farm so they can stay |
| And give them all the toys that your Santa gave |
| And give them all my pennies in my little piggy bank |
| Pennies that my darlin' helped me save. |