In The Field On May Long Weekend Lyrics

Friday comes, city man jumps in his car

Monday comes, city man goes back to work

On and on, five days a week, little does he think about the farmer

He's got crops, he's got cows, none of them punch out Friday

Yeah, he sees his weekend through a backyard window

I see mine through a tractor windshield, throttled right up with the speed right down

He's away from the boss every chance he gets

In the field on May long weekend

Nine o'clock comes, city man starts his day's work

Five o'clock comes, city man goes back home

Farmer's up, before dawn, goes to bed after sunset

His time off is supper time, beer in his hand with his family

Yeah, he sees his weekend through a backyard window

I see mine through a tractor windshield, throttled right up with the speed right down

He's away from the boss every chance he gets

In the field on May long weekend

They make your T-bone, bread loaf, bacon and eggs, Caesar salad, corn on the cob

Kentucky fried chicken, Big Mac, Whopper

They even get the milk that's in your Blizzard

Yeah, he sees his weekend through a backyard window

I see mine through a tractor windshield, throttled right up with the speed right down

He's away from the boss every chance he gets

In the field on May long weekend

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