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make a little room and she climbs on up
I open up the throttle and stir a little dust
Look at her face, she ain't a foolin' me

She thinks my tractor's
the dirt is black
So do the years fly by
He stayed home with mom
I travelled far and wide
And like a good man does
He listened when I called
Told him
of the Mountain
A blue rich business man
Easin' in a Pentacon tractor
Doin' the best that he can

And if ya cousin stops by be sure to give a holler
They call
the conversation crawl
You're gonna have to hang around 
Long enough to hear me out

Some folks aren't happy like they are
Some wanna take things just a little
She likes to watch him out the window
Goin’ ‘round in circles under the sun
Somethin’ ‘bout a man on a tractor
With his hat on backwards
Lookin’
She likes to watch him out the window
Goin’ ‘round in circles under the sun
Somethin’ ‘bout a man on a tractor
With his hat on backwards
Lookin’
How can there be trouble in this world? 
With the color in these hills, the blue October sky, 
this little road that winds along the river. 
Dusty
Tryin' to make a livin
That's the bottom line
It ain't easy tryin' to stretch
A nickle into a dime
Sweatin' for the dollar
Workin' for the man
Baby take my arm,
Ain't hearin' nothin' such a beautiful sound?
We can take the tractor down the road, go walkin' 'round the bend
Lay by the river,
and Muck we can do it all
Metal, brick or wood it's all good
And we can always send in the tractor

A little bit of timber and a saw
A little bit
hip to sing about tractors, trucks,
Little towns, or mama, yeah that might be true.
But this is country music and we do

Do you like to drink a cold
Susie was a pearl of a woman
Jack was a golden man
She told him she’d love him forever
He gave her a wedding band
Their parents said they were
you know
And you do the best you can
You see the rest with the quiet faith of man.

A tractor makes its way along the fence line
And drops the seeds
There's an old man sittin' on a front porch now
Talkin' 'bout how it used to be
When I was young I was a hell of a man
My father died when I was
boy I helped the old man
Workin' in the fields
And everyday, we hauled the hay
To the rollin' of the wheels
'Til one day the tractor laid
The old
a ham
Hey baby, I'm a country man

I've got a jeep with camouflage seats
That way nobody sees us parked back up in these trees
Your little ipod
can
Come on!

She ain't afraid to get a little dirt on her hands
She hop on my tractor while I'm plowin' the land
Rolls up her sleeves workin' on that
slide trombone
She talks in tongues, boy that really turns me on
With a woman like that, a man need never to roam

[Chorus]
Some folks get themselves
to see
You've got to be bigger than yesterday...
Just to keep from gettin' behind
The little man is gettin' smaller all of the time

Why don't we take
the tractor rut

Which eventually pulled out the Ford


Well it was truck after truck, we all got stuck

?cept the big old four by hutterite truck

We
The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck

But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up

But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut,

Which
fighting that fight up there in his head
Ain't a day goes by he don't wonder why
Why it wasn't me instead
It could've been me instead

Oh, that's a man
fighting that fight up there in his head
Ain't a day goes by he don't wonder why
Why it wasn't me instead
It could've been me instead

Oh, that's a man
And over in
the burnt yellow tent
by the frozen tractor, the
music was like electric sugar
And Zuzu Bolin played
'Stavin' Chain' and Mighty
Tiny
[Chorus]
Little by little by little,  
And stone by stone.  
Rich man's mountain comes crumbling down  
 
Poor boy sleeps on straw,  
The rich boy