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"Mowing lifting sowing baling
Drawing hauling and buckraking
Backing stacking ploughing crashing
Tipping wrapping tail doors flapping
Sucking diesel cutting trucking
Spreading piping double clutching
Spinning sliding digging rigging
Raring tearing losing winning
Oh hit the diff and pray
That she goes all the way
When I’m flat to the mat with the party hats
Am heading for the tae
They thought that we were quitting
Well when the sun went down
With a flame from the pipe we drove all night
Till the fuel it ran out
Oh give me a yoke with plenty of poke and a can of easy start
And fifteen hundred acres hauling forty tonne of grass
I said goodbye before July to the woman in an awful rush
And it was near Christmas before I got back in touch
I found a sate but I had no brakes, couldn't keep it cool
With loads of power I was behind an hour so I give the pump a screw
Out all night with no lights only seeing stars
And the gloom from the moon and the diesel light in the dash
Mowing lifting sowing baling
Drawing hauling and buckraking
Backing stacking ploughing crashing
Tipping wrapping tail doors flapping
Sucking diesel cutting trucking
Spreading piping double clutching
Spinning sliding digging rigging
Raring tearing losing winning
Oh hit the diff and pray
That she goes all the way
When I’m flat to the mat with the party hats
Am heading for the tae
They thought that we were quitting
Well when the sun went down
With a flame from the pipe we drove all night
Till the fuel it ran out
Overload on a downhill road slapping through the gears
Sending Snapchats of what I’m at to everyone on the beer
Hit the dual to low and I started to roll, all wheels in the air
It was my chance to grease the nipples I never knew was there
Need some sleep and new teeth for digging and dozing in muck