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On The Combine

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 28.09.2012

(Paul Brandt/Brad Rempel)
John Deere lunch kid and a thermos full of Kool Aid
September harvest and I missed another school day
14 hours worth of dirt and there were lessons learned
Waist deep in those fields of gold
7 tons of steel and a twelve year old
Working hard just to keep it in a straight line, on the Combine

Hand me down overalls and an a.m. radio
Tried to get it right the first time and take it slow
Alabama singing 'in a hurry and don't know why'
Black clouds and it starts to rain, running short on time and outta faith
Nothing you can do but pray for the sun to shine, on the Combine

Every time I climb that ladder
It takes me back to things that matter

Eighty acres and a Friday night
First date dinner in the cab beneath the moonlight
Cushion on a five gallon pail riding shotgun
Time goes by like those waves of grain
But I remember it like yesterday
Where I fell in love for the first time, on the Combine

Working hard just to keep it in a straight line
Nothing you can do but pray for the sun to shine
Where I fell in love, in love for the first time


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