International Harvester

Im the son of a 3rd generation farmer

Ive been married 10 years to the farmers daughter

Im a God fearin, hard workin combine driver

Hoggin up the road on my p-p-plower

Chug-a lug-a-luggin 5 miles an hour

On my International Harvester

3 miles of cars layin on their horns

Fallin on deaf ears of corn

Lined up behind me like a big parade

Off 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 aint been no bumper crop

If you dont like the way Im a drivin

Get back on the Interstate

Otherwise sit tight and be nice

And quit yer honkin at me that way

'Cause Im the son of a 3rd generation farmer

Ive been married 10 years to the farmers daughter

I got two boys in the county 4-H

Hay, thats what I make

I make a lotta hay for a little pay

But Im proud to say

Im a God fearin, hard workin combine driver

Hoggin up the road on my a p-p-plower

Chug-a-lug-a-luggin 5 miles an hour

On my International Harvester

Well, I know you got your own deadlines

But cussin at me won't save you no time hoss

This big-wheeled, wide-load aint goin any faster

So just smile and wave and tip your hat

To the man up on the tractor

'Cause Im the son of a 3rd generation farmer

Ive been married 10 years to the farmers daughter

I got two boys in the county 4-H

Hay, thats what I make

I make a lot of hay for a little pay

But Im proud to say

Im a God fearin, hard workin combine driver

Hoggin up the road on my p-p-plower

Chug-a-lug-a-luggin 5 miles an hour

On my International Harvester

Im a God fearin, hard workin combine driver

Hoggin up the road on my p-p-plower

Chug-a-lug-a-luggin 5 miles an hour

On my International Harvester