It's all the same, only sasons change
Every May, the rain washes the crops away
In the Winter time the fields are so cold
I work my muscles to the bone
I'm a Plowboy, on a John Deer I ride
I do all I can to keep my crops alive
I'm a Plowboy
Keepin' my crops alive
Sometimes it seeds, sometimes it's the sun and its damaging rays
No more wheat, it's corn for ethonal
Sometimes it costs you, so you pay
By the harvest you complete
Haven't showered for days, now I really stink
I fertilize these crops with a loaded tank on my back
I work with little sleep, not much room for slack
The drought may be over, hopefully enough rain will fall
I've had a million crops, I've planted them all
I'm a Plowboy, on a John Deer I ride
I do all I can to keep my crops alive
I'm a Plowboy, time is not on my side
Just keepin' my crops alive
Poison Ivy gave me the hives, keepin' my crops alive
Keepin' the crops alive (4x repeated)
Categories:
plowboy, parodywork, rain, rain, time,
Form: Ballad