International Harvester Lyrics - текст песни
International Harvester Lyrics
I'm the son of a third generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I'm a god fearing, hard working, combine driver
Hogging up the road with my plower
Chuggaluggaluggin 5 miles an hour
I'm an International harvester
3 miles of cars layin on their horns
fallin on deaf ears of corn
lined up behind me like a big parade
I'm late to work, road raged jerks, shoutin obscene words, flippin me the bird
well you may be on a steady paved road
but that black top runs through my pay load
excuse me for tryin to do my jump but this here ain't been no bumper crop
If u don't like the way I'm driving then get back on the interstate
Otherwise sit tight and be nice and quit your honking at me that way
Chorus : I'm the son of a third generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4-H
I'm a love dove sponsor of the FFA hey
Thats a what I make i make a lot of hey for a little pay
But i'm proud to sayI'm a god fearing, hard working, combine driver
Hogging up the road with my plower
chuggaluggaluggin 5 miles an hour
I'm an international harvester
Well I know you got your own deadlines
But cussin me wont save you no time hoss
This big wheel wide load aint goin any faster
So smile and wave and tip your hat to the man up on the tractor
Chorus
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