Intro:
Dusty old farmer out working your fields…
Hanging down over your tractor wheel
The sun beatin' down turns the red paint to orange…
Rusty old patches of steel
There's no farmer songs on that car radio…
Just cowboys, truck drivers in pain
Well this is my way to say thanks for the meal…
And I hope there's no shortage of rain
Chorus:
Straw hats and old dirty hankies…
Mopin' a face like a shoe
Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real…
From a kid from the city to you
Straw hats and old dirty hankies…
Mopin' a face like a shoe
Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real…
From a kid from the city to you
The combines gang up, take most of the bread…
Things just ain't like they used to be
Though your kids are out after the American Dream…
And they're workin’ in big factories
Now If I come by, when you're out in the sun…
Can I wave at you just like a friend
Well, these days when everyone's taking so much…
There's somebody giving back in
Chorus:
Straw hats and old dirty hankies…
Mopin' a face like a shoe
Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real…
From a kid from the city to you
Straw hats and old dirty hankies…
Mopin' a face like a shoe
Thanks for the meal, here's a song that is real…
From a kid from the city to you
Outro: