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Artists:

The Tractors · Truth Hurts · Hurts


Albums:

Thats the Way I Like It (Offer Nissim) · Have Yourself a Tractors Christmas (The Tractors) · Tractors Christmas (The Tractors) · Tractors (The Tractors) · Have Yourself a Tractors Christmas (The Tractors) · The Truth Hurts (DJ Scream) · It Hurts So Good (Millie Jackson) · Love Hurts: The Best of Paul Young & the Q-Tips (Paul Young) · Hurts More to Stay (Wes Miller) · Love Hurts: Pop Classics from the 60s and 70s (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 72 other albums »


'bout my crazy life
And all the things I saw
But when it was time to go
He wanted me to know

Up on that tractor
Things might be faster in the world
on a tractor with a dog in a field

The dog walked just like it was smiling
The man drove like the world was all right
The tractor hummed on like a part
the hayloft ladder
A girl like that's what a country boy's after
She cranks, she cranks, she cranks my tractor
She cranks, she cranks, she cranks my tractor
'bout back home
How it can make you feel so alive
Tell ya what we can do,
Baby let's me and you take a little drive

Welcome to the farm
Where you
here
I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp
And a catfish line going, bom bom
An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire
And drink to a sweet
the fields
They're havin' problems payin' the bills
And she knows that it won't be long
Before the bank finally places a lien on the farm

And the tractor
Eighteen years ago I saw this U.F.O
And saddled up my tractor for a cosmic caravan
I followed it through space and found this distant place
Where
of the Mountain
A blue rich business man
Easin' in a Pentacon tractor
Doin' the best that he can

Bought himself a camera down in Gunthersville
Bought it with
red
As alabama clay
Now he's going home
This time to stay
Where the roots run deep
On the family tree
And the tractor rolls
Through the fields
His neck is red as Alabama clay 
Now he's goin' home this time to stay 
Where the roots run deep on the family tree 
And the tractor rolls through
She likes and ice cold bud pressed against her hand,
Standin' on the porch lookin' across my land,
Seeing a bass hit that top water,
Knew it was
In my heart, I can still feel
Every turn of the tractor wheel.
Budded furrows cut across the hillside,
Over the fields in the sunshine

And it
There's a for-sale sign on a big ol rusty tractor
You can't miss it it's the first thing that you see
Just up the road a pale blue water tower
With I
and snow
I'm at the mercy of it all
This life I choose
Sometimes I hang my head and cry
When that evenin' train goes by
Wish it could take me far away
and snow
I'm at the mercy of it all
This life I choose
Sometimes I hang my head and cry
When that evenin' train goes by
Wish it could take me far away
of nowhere place where we take it slow
Aw, but they don’t know

All they see is tractors, barbwire and tall green grass
They don’t see the years spent
There's a for-sale sign on a big ol rusty tractor
You can't miss it it's the first thing that you see
Just up the road a pale blue water tower
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
the sorrow or an inkling of the shadow 
of the rage across the water, the hatred and the horror. 
It just wanders through this valley with the river by its
Get your name up the ladder, get that extra buck
Yeah their American dream
It's all about the green
Over where I come from
It's a little
fun
And all that shit we've done
Where the good times gone?
Well I still don't know

Out in the back
In the old corn field
Underneath the tractor
voice 
Keeps saying you have no choice 

'cause when I look at you I squint 
You are that beautiful 
And my pussy is a tractor 
And this is
hurt, tell me, what can it be?

I didn't know what I was getting into
But I found out just by loving you
Pray some day she will return
I pray for
new
It really hurts to be hurt by you

Lost my job to no one
Lost my baby to another man
That's what I get for going to 'Nam
Give my life to my country
to do:
The tractor's on its way".
Let me find you a filly for your proud stallion seed
To keep the old line going.
And we'll stand you abreast