Rock 'n Haul Lyrics

Hay

You gotta ride your John Deere, boy

With a burned out cigarette

Smoking diesel every day

Drinking jack and beer instead

Water's for the workers

Booze is for the beasts

Fire up that moonshine crate and get out of your seats

And when you get in the sun

You are hauling hay

And when you are done with love

You start hauling hay

Hay

If your feeling lucky son, then get up off your ass

Think of all the girls you had and you start cutting grass

And when you get in the sun

You are hauling hay

And when you are done with love

You start hauling hay

And when you get in the sun

You are hauling hay

And when you are done with love

You start hauling hay