Jeff's Song Lyrics

HIS NAME WAS OLD MAN JOHN
HE HAD A DEERE
HE"D WORK HARD TO GROW
THAT CORN
EVERY DAY OF THE YEAR
HE'D MILK THE COWS
HE'D BAIL THE HAY
HE'D DRIVE THAT DOGGONE PLOW
INTO THE GROUND

HE'D FINISH WORK BY DUSK
BE UP AT DAWN TO POLISH
HIS OLD FORD PICKUP TRUCK
HE'D FISH DOWN BY THE CREEK
ALL MORN'
YEAH TO HIM LIFE WASN'T
THAT HARD
HE'D RIDE HIS FAVORITE
HORSE
BUCKEY WHO HE PURCHASED AS A FOAL
IN KENTUCKY
IN THE FIELD NEX TO HIS BIG RED
BARN

HE DIDNT ASK FOR FORTUNE
HE NEVER WANTED FAME
HE'D WORK RIGHT THROUGH THE COLD
WINTER AND THE STORMY RAIN
WHEN ASKED IF HE EVER GREW TIRED OF
THIS COUNTRY WAY OF LIVIN'
HE'D TIP HIS COWBOY HAT
CRACK A SMILE AND LAUGH AND SAY
THATS HOW YOU LIVE DOWN ON
THE FARM
YEAH NOW THAT HE'S GONE
THIS FARM JUST WILL NEVER BE
THE SAME
WITHOUT OLD MAN JOHN