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If the farmer fails And can not buy, Then the merchant's goods Upon the shelf must lie. If the farmer fails And has nothing to sell, Then the banker's account Does not swell. If the farmer fails And has nothing to ship The railroad train Makes an empty trip If the farmer fails And hasn't the money aught Then the lawyer's fee Drops down to naught. If the farmer fails And hasn't the bills, Then the doctor Ceases to roll his pills. If the farmer fails And can not pay, The school-teacher's account Waits another day. If the farmer fails, As sometimes fail he must, The world's business lags And the wheels of commerce rust. But if the farmer succeeds, As succeed he should, We all look happy And we all feel good. For upon our broad shoulders All the rest do lie, And sometimes the pile Gets very, very high.