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on a log where I'm napping
In the woods, fuck the traffic
No service, no capping
We really 'bout that action
We some country boys trapping, huh

Riding with

taking a break
Little did he know he's gonna die that day
Rest in peace
Yeah, I ran over him

Then I threw my tractor in the air
Yeah, it went flying into

my tractor, I miss that beautiful lass
After many days of searching the three banditos had failed
Bessie was still lost and it was looking grim
Till'

Little Houdini

Sage Francis

Li(f)e

2010

a quick escape
While being transported in a van 
That was picking up convicts state to state.
He did it during a bathroom break, 
He hot-wired

huh?
Can I get an awww yeah?
Can I get a damn right? 
That’s right!

That’s where the dirt I’m from
That’s what the dirt I do
It’s all up in my blood
I

Driving down these country roads
Memory on overload
Never thought that I would come back home
I remember Sunday church
That's where I saw her first

are back at camp we’ll be out here!

Mud slang’n 
Speakers bang’n 
Tractor tires turn’n 
Got that mud churn’n 
Beer drink’n 
Buggies sink’n 
It’s what

was first impressed

By Edvard Munch's Madonna
Acted like a tractor beam
Pulling me straight toward it
Though I'd come to see The Scream 

It has sex

from the city with a pirate on the scoreboard
These country boys'll tow tractor in an old Ford
Yeah, son, I'm talking about where I'm from

That's right,

at times of a red plastic tractor
That looks like it wants to attack
Was only turned for a moment
My innocent, childlike back

I'm floating above this red

have to do with knitting a cool sweater
He told me that it's scientifically proven if you're doing math sweaters are better

Sweaters, tractors, banjos

A Man on a Tractor

Rodney Atkins

If You're Going Through Hell

2006

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

of the time when he can break the chain and get out
I ain't gonna make it
That's where he's been for twenty years
I ain't gonna make it out
And that's where

Hurt by rejection, hurt by rejection
Missing affection, I cannot let it go
Hurt by rejection, hurt by rejection
Missing connection, you just don't

Shot a lever action
The holler where it’s hannin
Rev up your 4 wheeler and foller me to heaven
Skoal, Givenchy, trailer park haunchy
Pack a camels

Pierce like 'Matic, hoes still at it
Swing like a batter and my crew goin' at it
Best believe that that shit gon' hurt

Toot up the French horn

That ain't just dirt
That ain't just dust blowin'
That ain't just nothin' but an old fishin' hole
Ain't just some rooster crowin'
It's where I

I was raised in Blazer Holler, where the creek runs deep, Pappy's tractor hummin', a rhythm that we keep, Me and sis on the fenders, we rode through

There's a for sale sign on a big old rusty tractor
You can't miss it, Its the first thing that you see
Just up the road, a pale blue water tower
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 of a song| That

dirty boy I'm certified
Slingin' mud, bottled up
We ride on tractor tires
We in the mud and yeah
We kick it southern style
A country boy, yeah, the dirty

Tractor's broke down and there's fields to sow
The world ain't gonna for you to carry that load
You can find your pot of gold
Right where
The rubber meets

Hop right out the Stang
Then hop inside a tractor
Heating up the tarmac
Crack it like a chiropractor
Following no rules
So I'm making a disaster

calls with its promise of escape But I'd trade that for tractors blockin' traffic any day of the shape Where "bless your heart" can mean five different