`Curmudgeon`

I can't hide, no On the mantle I'm not sad Tilling that hoe It's the season I'm all reason I have seen All I have grown Sheared at the seams Cheat on me And not seen At the seams I'm a lender I'm a planter I put something In the garden In the handle On the mantle I'm not Santa I'm a god I want a lady Can you save me? It's the sulfur I have grown 'Tis the season I'm all reason I have fleas So run on home