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I’m the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married 10 years to the farmer’s daughter
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug a lug a luggin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester

Three miles of cars layin’ on their horns
Fallin’ on deaf ears of corn
Lined up behind me like a big parade
Of late to work road raged jerks
Shoutin’ obscene words flippin’ me the bird

Well you may be on a state paved road
But that blacktop runs through my payload
Excuse me for tryin’ to do my job
But this year ain’t been no bumper crop
If you don’t like the way I’m a drivin’
Get back on the interstate
Otherwise sit tight and be nice
And quit yer honkin’ at me that way

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Cause I’m a son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married 10 years to a farmer’s daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4-H
I’m a lifetime sponsor of the F.F.A.
Hay! That’s what I make
I make a lotta hay for a little pay
But I’m proud to say
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my a p-p-p-plower
Chug a lug a lugin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester

Well I know you got your own deadlines
But cussin' me won't save ya no time, hoss 
This big-wheeled wide load ain’t goin’ any faster
So just smile and wave and tip your hat
To the man up on the tractor

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Cause I’m a son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married 10 years to a farmer’s daughter
I got two boys in the county 4-H
I’m a lifetime sponsor of the F.F.A.
Hay! That’s what I make
I make a lot of hay for a little pay
But I’m proud to say
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my p-p-p-plower
Chug a lug a lugin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester

I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my p-p-p-plower
Chug a lug a lugin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester

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A little bit of guitar
A little bit of truck
A little bit of hound dog
and a little bit of luck
A little bit of bacon 
A little bit of beans
A little bit of you lovin' up on me
A little bit of how it's supposed to be
A little bit of life

A little bit of backseat
A little bit of moon
A little bit of radio
Goin' boom boom boom
A little bit of sugar
A little bit of spice
A little bit of nasty
A little bit of nice
A little bit of how it's supposed to be
A little bit of life

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I breathe in, i breathe out
Yeah, sleepin' all night with windows down
Up in the mornin' stirrin' around
Drink a pot of coffee and I head off to town
Work, work, work, all day long
Crank it up, back it up, bring it on home
Supper on the table and i eat me a bite
We snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight
A little bit of me and you doin' alright
A little bit of life

A little bit of tractor
A little bit of farm
A little bit of cornfield
A little bit of barn
A little bit of come on
A little bit of play
A little bit of yee haw in the hay
A dixie cup of homemade wine
A little bit of life

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A little bit of back-porch
A little bit of swing
A little bit of windchimes goin' ding-a-ling
A little bit of t.v
A little bit of couch
Popcorn smellin' up the house 
A la mode i'm havin' a slice of homemade pie
A little bit of life

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A little bit of me and you doin' alright 
A little bit of life
Yeah, a little bit of life

A little bit of guitar
A little bit of truck
A little bit of hound dog 
A little bit of luck
A little bit of backseat
A little bit of moon
A little bit of radio
boom boom boom
A little bit of bacon 
A little bit of beans
A little bit of you lovin' up on me

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You can forget what love was wearing
When it walked out your front door
Where you fell down to your knees

And you can forget the kind of suitcase
That was packed out on the sidewalk
While you cried there beggin' please

But love remembers

You can lie and tell yourself you're over it
And someone else will take love's place
And this is for the best

You can lie in that bed in a stranger's arms
Reachin' for comfort, close your eyes and still get no rest

Cause love remembers
The smell of a summer day
Lyin' in a hammock on fresh cut grass
And the promise of forever

Yeah love remembers
The sound of pouring rain
Beatin' down on the top of a car
On the side of the road
Where we couldn't wait

Yeah love remembers

You might convince yourself
There's shelter in a bottle and for awhile there
It might numb the pain
And when it hits you, then it hits you
That love's still gone
And you'll be wishin'
That you'd poured it down the drain

Cause love remembers
The taste of cotton candy lip gloss
On the lips of a long kiss
And the plans they made together

Yeah love remembers
The feel of fingertips
Runnin' through soakin' wet hair
On the bank after a midnight swim
Yeah love remembers

Yeah love remembers
The smell of a summer day
Lyin' in a hammock on fresh cut grass
And the promise of forever

Yeah love remembers
The sound of pouring rain
Beatin' down on the top of a car
On the side of the road
Where we couldn't wait

Yeah love remembers

Love remembers

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She’s in the kitchen at the crack of dawn
Bacon’s on, coffee’s strong
Kids running wild, taking off their clothes
If she’s a nervous wreck, well it never shows
Takes one to football and one to dance
Hits the Y for aerobics class
Drops by the bank, stops at the store
Has on a smile when I walk through the door
The last to go to bed, she’ll be the first one up
And I thought I was tough

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She’s strong, pushes on, can’t slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough

We sat there five years ago
The doctors let us know, the test showed
She’d have to fight to live, I broke down and cried
She held me and said it’s gonna be alright
She wore that wig to church
Pink ribbon pinned there on her shirt
No room for fear, full of faith
Hands held high singing Amazing Grace
Never once complained, refusing to give up
And I thought I was tough

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She’s strong, pushes on, can’t slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough

She’s a gentle word, the sweetest kiss
A velvet touch against my skin
I’ve seen her cry, I’ve seen her break
But in my eyes, she’ll always be strong

There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough

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burning like a summer sun
a bunch of rednecks getting half lit
theres mud covered trucks and suvs
cranking out hank and acdc

at the bonfire, out in the sticks
country backwoods, homegrown hicks
bonfire, dance a little jig,
hold up your cup and take another swig
won't sleep til dawn, party right down to the wire
at the bonfire

everybody sees the headlights
when old sheriff john pulled up
we all got a little nervous
it's too late to hide our cups
he pops a top and hollered real loud
dont worry yall i came to hang out

you dont have to be from around here
to know right where to go
all you gotta do is load up
and head towards to the gold

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Out here on the backside of that city limit sign where the world turns two lanes
 Pretty girl working at the bank and the fella toppin’ off your tank knows your name
 Water tower, power lines, swimming holes rusty old RC cola sign
 And county fairs, raise your hands up if you’ve been there
 
Where there’s biscuits, grits and gravy and the waitress calls you baby
 And the starlight’s like a streetlight on a summer night.
 We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y’all come back again
 And pray that our boys come home alive
 And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
 Where there’s more trucks than cars.
 
Well, I’ve been there on the concrete of them big city streets
 In my Ford truck, traffic jam in the town square
 Told my buddies living up there, good luck
 Meanwhile back in Tennessee we’re raising our babies and our own green beans
 Kicking up dust, come on down when you had enough
 
Where there’s biscuits, grits and gravy and the waitress calls you baby
 And the starlight’s like a streetlight on a summer night.
 We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y’all come back again
 And pray that our boys come home alive
 And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
 Where there’s more trucks than cars.
 
Where there’s biscuits, grits and gravy, your pretty waitress calls you baby
 And the starlight’s like a streetlight on a summer night.
 We say hell ya and amen, yeehaw, and y’all come back again
 And pray that our boys come home alive
 And when Old Glory flies, we still hold our hands over our hearts
 Where there’s more trucks than cars.
 Where there’s more trucks than cars.

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She got her smile on, dog'on nothing in the world's wrong
Rolling down a country road
She's my shotgun rider, I'm the lucky dog beside her
My lips are where her kisses go
She loves when we go to the river and get in the water
And buddy she is hotter than south Georgia in July
Man when I'm with her I can't get enough of her
I got to kiss her and I got to hug her
And brother she's mine all mine

This ole boy got it going on,
Got the good Lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy

We're in my old Ford oh Lord, holes in my floor board
But she don't seem to mind
We park in a hay field, fog up the windshield
My kind of killing time
She sweetens my tea and she butters my biscuit
I am who I am and buddy she gets it
I ain't gotta change a thing
I don't know if it could get any better
But man if it does then I reckon I better get to picking out a ring

This ole boy got it going on,
Got the good Lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy

Yeah, this ole boy got it going on,
Got the good Lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy

Yeah this ole boy
Nobody but this ole boy
This ole boy