Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Making Hay, artist - Dan Tyminski. Album song Wheels, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 16.06.2008
Record label: Concord, Rounder
Song language: English
Making Hay |
| He never went to school beyond the day he turned sixteen |
| And I can’t say that I know being that poor really means |
| He wouldn’t be mistaken for a man of high degree |
| But he was just as smart as anyone could be The first thing I remember till the day I moved away |
| Up and every morning I don’t believe he missed a day |
| It was always after sundown when he pulled up in the yard |
| He would be on a tractor and let me drive into the barn |
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| While the planter, acre, baler they were all the same to me When I grow up a farmer is all I ever wanna be I know that he was tired but he would sit and watch me play |
| In my imagination I was really making hay |
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| I graduated highschool just before I turned eightteen |
| Two years into college when I had a change of dreams |
| I’d wear a dank old necktie like those city fellows do |
| I’d move out in the suburbs like a million other fools |
| I met a brown haired beauty who was sweet as she could be The day that we were married he stood right there next to me |
| I knew that he was tired and he seemed so out of place |
| He never said a word but it was written on his face |
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| I couldn’t read the signs when she was falling out of love |
| The more he turned the lonelier till she’d finally had enough |
| So I’d pack up my suits and ties and gave them all away |
| And headed for the country just in time for making hay |
| No I won’t be mistaken for a man of high degree |
| 'Cause I was born a farmer and that’s all I’ll ever be |