The Ole John Deere lyrics

The song that I`m to sing to you
Remembers the ole John Deere.
That spent a night in a hay field
With the forest at it`s rear.

The poplar leaves were golden
The air was filled with hay.
The rancher`s throat was dry
The tractor`s coat was grey.

And when the `Deere` coughed out: `I`m dry`,
The rancher headed home.
Gas up tomorrow, just for one night
He`d leave the Deere alone.

The rancher greeted the next day
With words I cannot say.
The paper told the countryside
The `wrong deere has died`.

When hunters roam the forest, friend.
Don`t wave yourself about.
And for the hunters who like to read -
Don`t leave your tractor out.

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