From the recording Vol 2 - Commercial Country Music
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I can still taste dry soybean dust
on a ham and cheese whole wheat
Emptying a combine at dusk
Guzzling down ice cold sweet tea
Dad's in the other combine
rolling through a hundred acres more
double grain wagons mine
Hitched to a Blue seven thousand Ford
[Verse 2]
For most a dirty-handed sandwich
is a sinking poor man cuisine
they're wrapping bland fertile dirt
with farm responsibility
auger boom is shaking in my mind
another season moved on to corn
I'm shifting gears to road gear high
field lappin a blue seven thousand Ford
[Chorus]
That old tractor's family, well damn how the years have flown
view from the flat-deck cat-bird seat
old blue was my second home
Lord I learned to drive there
to be honest, what's at the core
if I could just see the faces I love
once more from a seven thousand Ford
[Verse 3]
That old tractor's all that's left
of time long since gone by
what I'd give to be in that field
with Dad and Grandpa one more time
Grandma's brown bagging lunch
brother's drilling in the wheat
coming up the old dirt drive
harvested bean dust in the breeze
[Final Chorus]
That old tractor's family, well damn how the years have flown
view from the flat-deck cat-bird seat
old Blue was my second home
Lord, I learned to drive there
to be honest, what's at the core
if I could just see every face I love
again from this 7000 Ford
[Outro]
Again from this 7000 Ford