The Tractor Song
Big Bertha was a tractor
I used to look after
We'd ride through the fields every day
Up at the break of dawn
She liked to sing me songs
The horses watched us making the hay
The horses watched us making the hay
Her lights were so bright
We'd drive till late at night
She liked to snack on crackers and tea
Driving all the ups and downs
She never ever went to town
The country life was the life for her and me
Said the country life was the life for her and me
We'd plow those fields in the fall
So next summer's oats and barley would grow tall
We'd work from morning until night
Making sure everything was done just right
Big Bertha was a tractor
I used to look after
We'd ride through the fields every day
Up at the break of dawn
She liked to sing me songs
The horses watched us making the hay
The horses watched us making the hay
We'd plow those fields in the fall
So next summer's oats and barley would grow tall
We'd work from morning until night
Making sure everything was done just right
Oh we'd plow those fields in the fall
So next summer's oats and barley would grow tall
We'd work from morning until night
Making sure everything was done just right
I used to look after
We'd ride through the fields every day
Up at the break of dawn
She liked to sing me songs
The horses watched us making the hay
The horses watched us making the hay
Her lights were so bright
We'd drive till late at night
She liked to snack on crackers and tea
Driving all the ups and downs
She never ever went to town
The country life was the life for her and me
Said the country life was the life for her and me
We'd plow those fields in the fall
So next summer's oats and barley would grow tall
We'd work from morning until night
Making sure everything was done just right
Big Bertha was a tractor
I used to look after
We'd ride through the fields every day
Up at the break of dawn
She liked to sing me songs
The horses watched us making the hay
The horses watched us making the hay
We'd plow those fields in the fall
So next summer's oats and barley would grow tall
We'd work from morning until night
Making sure everything was done just right
Oh we'd plow those fields in the fall
So next summer's oats and barley would grow tall
We'd work from morning until night
Making sure everything was done just right
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Rodger
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