Lyrics

[Verse 1] I grew up in a tractor town Where the sun goes down on the corn field Where every truck's got a dash full of dust Or a bed full of feed from the feed mill The ladies at the church make quilts for the poor And our favourite color is Kubota orange [Chorus] In a tractor town where the wheels go 'round And you better slow down for the farmer The dirt ain't red, good livin' ain't dead And you get ahead workin' harder And everybody knows Heaven can be found In a tractor town [Verse 2] Local buzz at the coffee shop is the price of crops and the wеather The front-page nеws is a ribbon of blue on the county fair champion heifer We wave to the cops and we stand for the flag And I can't wait 'til I go back [Chorus] To the tractor town where the wheels go 'round And you better slow down for the farmer The dirt ain't red, good livin' ain't dead And you get ahead workin' harder And everybody knows Heaven can be found In a tractor town [Chorus] In a tractor town where the wheels go 'round And you better slow down for the farmer The dirt ain't red, good livin' ain't dead And you get ahead workin' harder And everybody knows Heaven can be found In a tractor town where the wheels go 'round And you better slow down for the farmer The dirt ain't red, good livin' ain't dead And you get ahead workin' harder And everybody knows Heaven can be found And everybody knows Heaven can be found In a tractor town In a tractor town