Ain't The Man You Need - Audience

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