HAND ME THAT BALLOON
RIGHT THERE HA
BOY I USED TO
LOVE TO DO THIS
WHEN I WAS A KID
WATCH THIS
HEY WATCH THIS GIRLS
WATCH THIS
PLOWBOY
AIN'T THAT FUNNY
PLOWBOY
WELL I'M A-PACKIN' UP
MY TRUCK AND I'M GON'
HEAD DOWN SOUTH
WHERE REAL MEN
PACK THEIR LIPS WITH
DIPS IN THEIR MOUTHS
START A
MOONSHINE STILL
SLEEP IN A TENT
BUY SOME
CHEAP LIVESTOCK
FIND SOME LAND TO RENT
THEN I'M-A
CLEDUS T. IT
UP AND DOWN THE FARM
A-WITH A COUPLE
OF BARNS
A BABY CALF IN MY ARMS
YOU KNOW
I HATE TO BRAG
BUT I'LL BE
TILLIN' THE MOST
RUN A
BARBED WIRE FENCE
FROM POST TO POST
KEEP SHELLS IN MY GUN
DEER HEADS ON MY WALL
LIVE OUT IN THE STICKS
AND WEAR OVERALLS
WHY BECAUSE I WANNA
FIND ME A HOME
IN A COW TOWN BABY
WHERE THE BUFFALO
ROAM
READ
THE FARMER'S ALMANAC
FOR ALL
THE RIGHT REASONS
MAKE SURE MY CROP
IS THE TOP
FOR NEXT SEASON
CLEDUS T.'S
THE FARMIN' FREAKAZOID
YEAH I'M HEADIN'
DOWN SOUTH SHUCKA
BECAUSE I WANNA BE A
PLOWBOY BABY
PLOWBOY BABY
PLOWBOY BABY
PLOWBOY BABY
I BET YA HEAR
MY ROOSTER CROWIN'
WHEN THE DAY BEGINS
HE GOES
IN LUST FOR A HEN
HOME SCHOOLIN'
HOME FRIES
GOOD HOMEMADE WINE
WE'LL HARVEST
THE FIELDS
PLANT PEAS AND BEETS
GREEN BEANS AND RICE
HAUL MANURE
FROM THE BARN
TO FERTILIZE
AND IF
THE PRICE IS RIGHT
I'M GONNA
SELL MY HAY BOY
AND LET G-E-O-R-G-I-A
KNOW WHY
THEY CALLIN' ME
PLOWBOY BABY
PLOWBOY BABY
PLOWBOY BABY
PLOWBOY BABY
YEAH CLEDUS T.
YOU CAN CALL ME A HICK
THE ONLY WOMAN FOR ME
IS A DIXIE CHICK
GOT TWO BILLY GOATS
WEEK 'FORE LAST
TILL MY SNAPPER
GETS FIXED
THEY'LL BE
CUTTIN' MY GRASS
BACKHOEIN'
SCARECROWIN'
SHOEIN' MY HORSE
YOU KNOW
A HORSE IS A HORSE
SPRUCE UP THE SPREAD
GOTTA MAKE IT
LOOK RIGHT
I'M GONNA
PAINT MY BARN RED
THEN PAINT
MY FENCE WHITE UH
VIDALIAS
TOMMY-TOE TOMATOES
IRRIGATE SOME GROUND
FOR MY SWEET POTATOES
BREAK ONE LAYER
FARM LIKE QUAKERS
GOT NO LOVE FOR YOU
VEGETABLE HATERS
HOW AM I GONNA
BUY MY SEED
SELL MY SOUL
TO THE SEED AND FEED
MY THUMB IS GREEN
JUST LIKE MY HAY BAILER
AIN'T NO CHICKENS
IN MY YARD
KEEP 'EM ALL
IN MY TRAILER
DOG NAMED OLD YELLER
KUDZU IS THICK
I'D SLOP MY HOG
BUT I
I'M PICKIN' OFF TICKS
SCRATCHIN' POISON OAK
BUT I KEEP ON SHUCKIN'
THANKS TO
CALAMINE LOTION
GOT A FORTY-TWO THIRTY
WITH MY DIESEL WHININ'
SPEND ALL MY TIME
ON A BIG COMBINE
PRAYIN' AT NIGHT
IT'LL RAIN SOMEDAY
YOU CAN SMELL MY PIGS
FROM A MILE AWAY
GOT MY CROP LAID OUT
IN THE SUNSHINE SHININ'
GOT AN OLD TIN STILL
WITH MY MOONSHINE
SHININ'
YEAH
YOU CAN SMELL MY SWINE