Especially RED ones!

My Daddy had a Tractor as red as scarlet Cherries

and we would collect all kinds with it like rasps and loganberries

We'd fill the trailer to the top with Swedes and Praties fine

and take them back up to the farm to see which ones were mine.

When I grew up I bought one too, as red as victims' blood

I'd drive it thru' the fields and lanes, too fast for my own good

I killed three lambs, two kids, four goats and never gave a fig

I did these things my dear old thing, 'cos I thought that I was big.

But now I'm old and past my prime and can't even climb aboard one

My pension's crap and my Bank's gone bust so I couldn't even afford one

The kids today they think that they discovered Tractors red

But my old Grandad had a lovely one and he's fifty years since Dead.

So There!

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