Текст песни: 24 Feet at a Time + перевод

I busted my knuckles on the side of my combine

Massey Ferguson broken down again

I took it out on that bearing with a nine pound sledge

And the force of a south Kansas wind

I can hear the straw popping and drying in the sun

It’ll be ready to go before long

When the dew lets up I’ll climb right on up

In the cab where I belong

I’m cutting wheat on the old home place

Where the bushels keep on rollin' in

Another round on a red dirt farm

I’m steering straight into the wind

I’m going round and round until the bin gets full

Back and forth with the engine whine

Terrace and corner, keep that line

Livin 24 feet at a time

I order up another thermos of coffee

To keep my eyes from shutting down

Caffeine and nicotine: the only diet for me

As the shadows grow long on the ground

The dirt red sun looks as tired as I

The Gyp Hills put it to sleep

I turn on my lights and throw in a chew

And put the header back into the wheat

I put a hole in the block of my big red combine

In the summer of 2003

As I walked to the truck I broke down and cried

That machine was like a brother to me

My friends said go green and buy a John Deere;

I told them to go straight to hell

Come June the next year my 860 and me

Came pulling back in the field

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