Ain't The Man You Need

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