Lyrics:
Plowing these fields in the hot summer sun
Over by the gate, lordy here she comes
With a basket full of chicken
And a big cold jug of sweet tea
I
Plowing these fields in the hot summer sun
Over by the gate, Lordy here she comes
With a basket full of chicken
And a big cold jug of sweet tea
I
Plowing these fields in the hot summer sun
Over by the gate yonder here she comes
With a basket full of chicken and a
Big cold jug of sweet tea
I
and his tractor
Big and green
Gotta mow the lawn
Schlerb and his tractor
Schlerb and his tractor
Schlerb and his tractor
Zoom, zoom, zoom
Schlerb and his
Tractors, o tractors
They're so much fun
Tractors, o tractors
They get the job done
Tractors work all day
Tractors work all night
Gotta
Tractors, o tractors
They're so much fun
Tractors, o tractors
They get the job done
Tractors work all day
Tractors work all night
Gotta
hat down low,
Get back to my roots, by a full moon glow
I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there
On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild
might be faster in the world
But big wheels rollin' slow
Help you see what's important
What really does matter
Up on that tractor
Just like
how
I’m barely getting by here on my own
So I’ll take the tractor ‘round one time
Write another song to free my mind
And I promise I’ll sing it to you
a deer up in the head lights catch em by surprise I got that tractor with a hemi
(Huuh!)
Yeaeeeyeahaah got a tractor with that hemi
(Huuh!)
Yeaeeeyeahaah
them ol' grey mules
The farm grew to be a moneymaker
And the house he lived in grew up room by room
The boy worked hard but soon got tired
Heard you got detention three times this week
Playing with the bad kids down by the creek
When I was your age, oh I did the same
I'll save you
The tractor is 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 at the back
The tractor is 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 at the back
to no good
She caught me by surprise
But them big blue eyes jumped out and drew me in
Too damn nervous to say anything
But I didn't know if I'd have
The tractor is 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 at the back
whispered in my ear:
Meet me in the barn, way out in the pasture
Turn off your headlights, park by the tractor
Sneak in the backdoor, so we don't get
old gray mules
The farm grew to be a money maker
And the house he lived in
Grew up room by room
The boy worked hard
But soon got tired of farmin'
small, but we get by
Got some good girls, couple tough guys
And we go to church, sing Amazing Grace
While big old tears, they run down our face
But I know
on a John Deere tractor
Bet you've been fishin' with an old cane pole
Been cow tippin' in a big green pasture
Burned up a clutch on a red dirt road
Friday nights, wide-open skies
Back forty, gettin' wild on
Sweet by-and-by, I saw the light
In a little white church way in the back
Grew up, grew up,
rocks
Wanted by opps
Had to make the drop
Money make her pop
Bussing O in the lot
Running from the cops
Pay for what I got
Dope boy knot
I'm the big shot,
the Ford
Well it was truck after truck, we all got stuck
?cept the big old four by hutterite truck
We all thought ?lord are we in luck!?
But he wouldn?t
it ain't no thing
Riding on my tractor, I ain't never gonna change
Big Hoss boss like a video game
I'm Big Hoss, yeah I'm Big Hoss
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