The Farm Auction by Enoch Kent, and also sung by Iain Mackintosh.
A sad reflection on what it comes to for some. When we first lived in our present house, there was a small farm just down the road, where we used to buy lovely fresh veg, eggs and bedding plants. The owners eventually retired and the farm was sold, with all equipment going for on-site auction: a sad day and sight indeed. In its place? Several huge modern houses, no farm any more!