As I walk through the valley, where I harvest my grain, I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain.
But that's just perfect for an Amish like me. You know I shun fancy things like electricity.
At 4:30 in the mornin' I'm milkin' cows. Jebadiah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows. Fool.
And I've been milkin' and plowin' so long, that even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone.
I'm a man of the land. I'm into discipline. I've got a bible in my hand and a beard on my chin. But if I finish all of my chores, and you finish thine, then tonight we're going to party like it's 1699.
We've been spendin' most our lives, livin' in an Amish paradise. I churn butter once or twice, livin' in an Amish paradise. It's hard work and sacrifice, livin' in an Amish paradise. We sell quilts at discount price, livin' in an Amish paradise.
Sorry, couldn't really help but share it with you. (I'm watching the video too) Dances.