My Tractor

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I get up in the morning, get out my bed
O Lord, I've got to earn my daily bread
So I grab me some breakfast, climb into my ute
Down to the paddock I shoot
To my tractor.

There she stands by the side of the field
Seven ton of rubber and diesel and steel
Seven tons of muscle, hear that engine roar
You can get three hundred horsepower, maybe even more
from my tractor.

Oo - ee, oo - ar
I've got to drive my tractor so far
Round and round 'til it numbs my brain
Oh Lord! Don't make it rain

Into the ground goes my eight furrow plough
And the soil turns black, seven acres an hour
There's a thousand seagulls in a screeching cloud
Scratching for worms, while I sit tall and proud
on my tractor.

In Rongatea loam, in Opiki clay
Grinding through rocks down Colyton way
In the sand at Sanson, and out at Bulls too
Yes I've ploughed up half of the Manawatu
in my tractor.

We disk and we harrow and sow in the grain
And now is the time you start praying for rain
To make the crop green and to make it grow tall
At last I can stop and overhaul
my tractor.

Oo - ee, oo - ar
I dont have to drive my tractor no more
Round and round 'til it numbs my brain
Oh Lord, please make it rain


from Swampton Creeps, released November 13, 2015
Song and lyrics - John Archer



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