Gord Bamford Tractor Town
[Verse 1]
I grew up in a tractor town
Where the sun goes down on the corn field
Where every truck's got a dash full of dust
Or a bed full of feed from the feed mill
The ladies at the church make quilts for the poor
And our favourite color is Kubota orange
[Chorus]
In a tractor town where the wheels go 'round
And you better slow down for the farmer
The dirt ain't red, good livin' ain't dead
And you get ahead workin' harder
And everybody knows Heaven can be found
In a tractor town
[Verse 2]
Local buzz at the coffee shop is the price of crops and the wеather
The front-page nеws is a ribbon of blue on the county fair champion heifer
We wave to the cops and we stand for the flag
And I can't wait 'til I go back
[Chorus]
To the tractor town where the wheels go 'round
And you better slow down for the farmer
The dirt ain't red, good livin' ain't dead
And you get ahead workin' harder
And everybody knows Heaven can be found
In a tractor town
[Chorus]
In a tractor town where the wheels go 'round
And you better slow down for the farmer
The dirt ain't red, good livin' ain't dead
And you get ahead workin' harder
And everybody knows Heaven can be found
In a tractor town where the wheels go 'round
And you better slow down for the farmer
The dirt ain't red, good livin' ain't dead
And you get ahead workin' harder
And everybody knows Heaven can be found
And everybody knows Heaven can be found
In a tractor town
In a tractor town
