Here's one that's Indie Pop but sounds quite folky:

Muscle in the Bud

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Muscle In The Bud - The Dinner Ladies

The big bucks boys gonna bruise the fruit
They’re plunderin’ the planet black and blue
But if you’re gonna mess with nature - huh
Then Mother Nature’s gonna mess with you!

Muscle in the bud
A little power that’ll knock you dead
Muscle in the bud
Makes a flower of its own bloodshed

Lovers stumble from the pub
Reeling from the muscle in the bud!

There’s no love in this twisted heart
No punch, no pucker in my coffee cup
I dream of kisses that come from tenderness
Miss the wrestlin’ of when you rub me up!

Whoao!

Muscle in the bud
A little power that’ll knock you dead
Muscle in the bud
Makes a flower of its own bloodshed

Lovers stumble from the pub
Reeling from the muscle in the bud!

But there’s a pulse, there’s a presence
Beneath the flesh we cover covet so much
I lose my senses, lose possession
But there’s a spirit that’ll kick me into touch! (Eeyoo….)

Muscle in the bud
A little power that’ll knock you dead
Muscle in the bud
Makes a flower of its own bloodshed

Lovers stumble from the pub
Reeling from the muscle in the bud!

INSTR

Muscle in the bud
A little power that’ll knock you dead
Muscle in the bud
Makes a flower of its own bloodshed

Lovers stumble from the pub
Reeling from the muscle in the bud!

We’re all agreed, it’s sound advice
Don’t put that grape with that grain
But my lightweight chat don’t cut no ice
With a boy with a bicep for a brain

Muscle in the bud
A little power that’ll knock you dead