H Farmall

You know a tractor is not a toy Not a play thing for a little boy But when cradled in its seat Life became for me a treat Behind its wheel I learned to drive Found happiness in being alive Released her clutch without a lurch My world had fullness from that perch But these are the tales of a day gone by I remember them sometimes with a sigh The days grow duller with the passage of time But these are the memories that make life rhyme I’ve gained knowledge from scholars face to face Benefited from their degrees and grace I gained wisdom on an H Farmall From an old man in bib overalls. I have traveled this country far and wide I have crossed the ocean to the other side But some of the finest things I ever saw Were on the farm, with the H, and my Papaw.