| Well I heard he needed some help on the farm
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| Somebody with a truck and two strong arms
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| Not scared of dirt and willin' to work
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| 'Til the sun goes down
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| So I pulled up and said I’m your man
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| I could start right now and we shook hands
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| He said the
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| fence needs fixin'
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| The peaches need pickin'
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| And the cows need bringin' round
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| I was haulin' hay, I was feedin' the hogs
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| And that summer sun had me sweatin' like a dog
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| So I cooled off in the creek
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| Then it was back to work in the daggum heat
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| I was cussin' out loud, thinkin' 'bout quitin'
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| Lookin' back now I’m sure glad I didn’t
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| 'Cause just when I thought it couldn’t get no hotter
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| I caught glimpse of the farmer’s daughter
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| She was just gettin' home from Panama city
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| She was all tanned up and my kinda pretty
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| When her eyes met mine
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| I was thinkin' that I would sure love my job
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| As the days got shorter our talks got longer
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| The kisses got sweeter and the feelings got stronger
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| So we’d hop in the truck and get all tangled up
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| Every chance we got
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| We were down by the river all night long
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| When the sun came up I was sneakin' her home
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| And draggin' my butt to work
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| With the smell of her perfume on my shirt
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| I’d be on the tractor she’d be on my mind
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| With that sun beatin' down on this back of mine
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| Just when I thought it couldn’t get no hotter
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| I fell in love with the farmer’s daughter
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| We got married last spring
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| Whoa and there ain’t no better life for me
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| I’m still haulin' hay and feedin' the hogs
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| And that summer sun’s got me sweatin' like a dog
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| So I cool off in the creek
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| And she brings me outta glass of sweet ice tea
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| I’m on the tractor and she’s on my mind
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| And I can’t wait 'til it’s quitin' time
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| And just when I think it can’t get no hotter
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| I come home to the farmer’s daughter
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| Yeah, the farmer’s daughter
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| Hey, baby |