Letras: Judy Garland. Howdy Neighbor.

*JANE*
Howdy neighbor!
*MEN
Howdy neighbor!
*JANE*
Happy harvest!
Happy harvest!.
May your 40 acres soon be fields of clover.
Yes, indeed, and plant a wish
With every seed and by and by
The sun and rain will make an etching
Of a million little green fingers
Stretching to the sky

Howdy neighbor!
Happy harvest!

Get your rocking chairs, for all your cares are over
Clap your hands and lick your chaps, your bumper crops are on the climb.
Hey, we're gonna roll in plenty, spend a five or ten or twenty,
And those happy harvest bells are gonna chime.
Remember neighbor when you work for mother nature you get paid by father time.
Chicks are gonna cackle and every burlap sack'll be full of taters and tobaccos
And dozens of different good and healthey greens, and if the weatherman won't upsent us
Mister, you can bet us there'll be lots of crispy lettuce in your jeans
*ALL*
Full of tater! Crispy lettuce! Fresh tomatoes! Crispy lettuce in your jeans!
*JANE*
Plant them to live and find out just what livin' means

*ALL*
Howdy neighbor!
*JANE*
Howdy neighbor!
*ALL*
Happy harvest!
*JANE*
Happy harvest! May your forty acres soon be fields of clover
*ALL* Yes indeed!
*JANE* Go on puff your corncob pipes and no more gripes and no more groans.
No mortgages or loans and you won't see a trace of worryin' on the face of Farmer Jones
*ALL*
Howdy neighbor!
*JANE*
Howdy neighbor!
*ALL*
Happy harvest!
*JANE*
Happy harvest! Get your rocking chairs for all your cares are over.
*ALL*
Hall-ay-loo!
*JANE*
Clap your hands and lick your chops , your bumper crops are on the climb.
Hey, we're gonna roll in plenty.
Spend a five or ten or twenty and those happy harvest bells are gonna chime.
Remember, neighbor, when your work for mother nature you get paid by father time!