High Valley On The Combine
On the Combine
John Deere luch kit and a thermos full of kool-aid, September harvest and I missed another school day. 14 hours work and dirt, but lessons learned.
Waist deep in a field of gold, 7 tons of steel and a twelve year old. Workin' hard just to keep in a strainght line, On The Combine.
hand me down overalls, and an AM radio, trying to get it right the first time and take it slow. Alabama singing in a hurry and I don't know why.
(I'm in a hurry to get things done.)
Black clouds and it starts to rain, running short on time and out of faith. Nothing you can do but pray for the sun to shine, On The Combine.
Everytime I climb that ladder it takes me back to things that matter. Oh,Oh,Oh.
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 it's waves of grain, I remember it like it was yesterday. Where I fell in love for the first time. On The Combine.
Now, everytime I climb that ladder, it takes me back to things that matter. Oh,Oh,Oh.
Workin' 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
We're still workin' 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.
On The Combine
