I drive the tractors well into the night
and hop the combines with all my might.
The seed, the rain, the dirt, the grease.
I am a hard-working, hard-playing, hard-laughing beast.
When Dad's daily task prevent me from goin,'
Mom has one wound up boy she'll be a-towin.'
I love equipment, none too small or too big.
I am a tractor-drivin,' cattle-callin,' outside man, Ridge.
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