I'm the son of a third generation farmer

I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter

I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver

Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower

Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour

On my International Harvester

3 miles of cars laying on their horns

Falling on deaf ears of corn

Lined up behind me like a big parade

Late to work road raged jerks

Shouting obscene words flippin me the bird

Well you maybe be on a state paved road

But that blacktop runs through my pay load

Excuse me for trying to do my job

But this year ain't been no bumper crop

If you don't like the way I'm a driving

Get back on the interstate

Otherwise sit tight and be nice

And quit your honking at me that way

Cause I'm the son of a 3rd generation farmer

I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter

I got 2 boys in the county 4-H

I'm a lifetime sponsor of the FFA

Hey that's what I make

I make a lot of Hay for a little pay

And I'm proud to say

I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver

Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower

Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour

On my International Harvester

Well I know you got your own deadline

But cussing me won't save you no time Hoss

But this big wheel wide load ain't going any faster

So just smile and wave and tip your hat to the man up on the tractor

Cause I'm the son of a 3rd generation farmer

I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter

I got 2 boys in the county 4-H

I'm a lifetime sponsor of the FFA

Hey that's what I make

I make a lot of Hay for a little pay

And I'm proud to say

I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver

Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower

Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour

On my International Harvester

I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver

Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower

Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour

On my International Harvester