| Song | Plowboy |
| Artist | Cledus T. Judd |
| Album | Just Another Day In Parodies |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Clark, Judd | |
| {spoken} Hand me that balloon right there | |
| Boy I used to love to do this when | |
| I was a kid | |
| Watch this... | |
| Hey, watch this girl | |
| Plowboy Ain't that funny? | |
| Plowboy {sound of a horse neighing} | |
| Well I'm a-packin' up my truck | |
| An I'm a-head down south | |
| Where real men pack their lips | |
| With dips in their mouth | |
| Start a moonshine still | |
| Sleep in a tent | |
| Buy some cheap livestock | |
| Find some land to rent | |
| Then I'm a | |
| Cledus T. it | |
| Up and down the farm | |
| With a couple of barns | |
| A baby calf in my arms | |
| You know I hate to brag | |
| But I'll be tilling the most | |
| Run a barbwire fence from post to post | |
| Keep shells in my gun | |
| Deer heads on my walls | |
| Live out in the sticks and wear overalls why because | |
| I wanna Find me a home in a cow town baby | |
| Where the buffalo roam | |
| Read the Farmer's | |
| Almanac for all the right reasons | |
| Make sure my crop is the top for next season | |
| Cledus T. is the farming freakazoid | |
| Yeah I'm heading down south sugar | |
| Because I wanna be a plowboy baby (With my "Go Braves" hat on my John Deere tractor) | |
| Plowboy baby (Redman pouch full of chewing tobaccer) | |
| Plowboy baby (Sleeping at night cause I work all day) | |
| Plowboy baby (You can smell my pigs from a mile away) | |
| I bet you'll hear my rooster crowing when the day begins | |
| He goes.. (Sounds of a rooster crowing) | |
| In lust for a hen | |
| Home schooling, home fries, good homemade wine | |
| We'll harvest the fields (But not before its time) | |
| Plant peas, and beets, green beans and rice | |
| Haul manure from the barn to fertilize | |
| And if the price is right | |
| I'm gonna sell my hay boy | |
| And let G- | |
| E-O-R-G-I- | |
| A know why they calling me | |
| The Plowboy baby (With my truck locked down into four wheel drive) | |
| Plowboy baby (Living like a king in a single wide) | |
| Plowboy baby (Sleeping at night and bushhoggin' all day) | |
| Plowboy baby (Thank god for Willie Nelson and Farm Aid) | |
| YEAH... Cledus | |
| T. you can call me a hick | |
| The only woman for me is a | |
| Dixie Chick | |
| I got two billy goats | |
| Week 'fore last | |
| Till my snapper gets fixed | |
| They'll be cuttin' my grass | |
| Back hoeing, scare crowing, shoeing my horse | |
| You know a horse is a horse (Of Course, Of Course) | |
| Spruce up the spread gotta make it look right | |
| I gonna paint my barn red then paint my fence white | |
| UH! vidalias, tommy toe tomatoes | |
| Irrigate some ground for my sweet potatoes | |
| Break wild mares | |
| Farm like | |
| Quakers Got no love for you vegetable haters | |
| How I'm gonna buy my seed | |
| Sell my soul to the seed and feed | |
| My thumb is green just like my hay bailer | |
| Ain't no chickens in my yard keep em all in my trailer | |
| Dog named | |
| Ol' Yeller | |
| Kudzu is thick | |
| I'd slop my hog but | |
| I (Already fed it) | |
| I'm picking off ticks, scratching poison oak | |
| But I keep on sucking thanks to calamine lotion (Plowboy) got a 4230 with my diesel whinin' (Plowboy) spend all my time on a big combine (plowboy) | |
| Praying at night it'll rain some day (Plowboy) | |
| You can smell my pigs from a mile away (Plowboy) | |
| Got my crop laid out and the sunshine shinin' (Plowboy) | |
| Got an old tin still with my moonshine shinin' (Plowboy) | |
| You can smell my swine |
| zuo ci : Clark, Judd | |
| spoken Hand me that balloon right there | |
| Boy I used to love to do this when | |
| I was a kid | |
| Watch this... | |
| Hey, watch this girl | |
| Plowboy Ain' t that funny? | |
| Plowboy sound of a horse neighing | |
| Well I' m apackin' up my truck | |
| An I' m ahead down south | |
| Where real men pack their lips | |
| With dips in their mouth | |
| Start a moonshine still | |
| Sleep in a tent | |
| Buy some cheap livestock | |
| Find some land to rent | |
| Then I' m a | |
| Cledus T. it | |
| Up and down the farm | |
| With a couple of barns | |
| A baby calf in my arms | |
| You know I hate to brag | |
| But I' ll be tilling the most | |
| Run a barbwire fence from post to post | |
| Keep shells in my gun | |
| Deer heads on my walls | |
| Live out in the sticks and wear overalls why because | |
| I wanna Find me a home in a cow town baby | |
| Where the buffalo roam | |
| Read the Farmer' s | |
| Almanac for all the right reasons | |
| Make sure my crop is the top for next season | |
| Cledus T. is the farming freakazoid | |
| Yeah I' m heading down south sugar | |
| Because I wanna be a plowboy baby With my " Go Braves" hat on my John Deere tractor | |
| Plowboy baby Redman pouch full of chewing tobaccer | |
| Plowboy baby Sleeping at night cause I work all day | |
| Plowboy baby You can smell my pigs from a mile away | |
| I bet you' ll hear my rooster crowing when the day begins | |
| He goes.. Sounds of a rooster crowing | |
| In lust for a hen | |
| Home schooling, home fries, good homemade wine | |
| We' ll harvest the fields But not before its time | |
| Plant peas, and beets, green beans and rice | |
| Haul manure from the barn to fertilize | |
| And if the price is right | |
| I' m gonna sell my hay boy | |
| And let G | |
| EORGI | |
| A know why they calling me | |
| The Plowboy baby With my truck locked down into four wheel drive | |
| Plowboy baby Living like a king in a single wide | |
| Plowboy baby Sleeping at night and bushhoggin' all day | |
| Plowboy baby Thank god for Willie Nelson and Farm Aid | |
| YEAH... Cledus | |
| T. you can call me a hick | |
| The only woman for me is a | |
| Dixie Chick | |
| I got two billy goats | |
| Week ' fore last | |
| Till my snapper gets fixed | |
| They' ll be cuttin' my grass | |
| Back hoeing, scare crowing, shoeing my horse | |
| You know a horse is a horse Of Course, Of Course | |
| Spruce up the spread gotta make it look right | |
| I gonna paint my barn red then paint my fence white | |
| UH! vidalias, tommy toe tomatoes | |
| Irrigate some ground for my sweet potatoes | |
| Break wild mares | |
| Farm like | |
| Quakers Got no love for you vegetable haters | |
| How I' m gonna buy my seed | |
| Sell my soul to the seed and feed | |
| My thumb is green just like my hay bailer | |
| Ain' t no chickens in my yard keep em all in my trailer | |
| Dog named | |
| Ol' Yeller | |
| Kudzu is thick | |
| I' d slop my hog but | |
| I Already fed it | |
| I' m picking off ticks, scratching poison oak | |
| But I keep on sucking thanks to calamine lotion Plowboy got a 4230 with my diesel whinin' Plowboy spend all my time on a big combine plowboy | |
| Praying at night it' ll rain some day Plowboy | |
| You can smell my pigs from a mile away Plowboy | |
| Got my crop laid out and the sunshine shinin' Plowboy | |
| Got an old tin still with my moonshine shinin' Plowboy | |
| You can smell my swine |
| zuò cí : Clark, Judd | |
| spoken Hand me that balloon right there | |
| Boy I used to love to do this when | |
| I was a kid | |
| Watch this... | |
| Hey, watch this girl | |
| Plowboy Ain' t that funny? | |
| Plowboy sound of a horse neighing | |
| Well I' m apackin' up my truck | |
| An I' m ahead down south | |
| Where real men pack their lips | |
| With dips in their mouth | |
| Start a moonshine still | |
| Sleep in a tent | |
| Buy some cheap livestock | |
| Find some land to rent | |
| Then I' m a | |
| Cledus T. it | |
| Up and down the farm | |
| With a couple of barns | |
| A baby calf in my arms | |
| You know I hate to brag | |
| But I' ll be tilling the most | |
| Run a barbwire fence from post to post | |
| Keep shells in my gun | |
| Deer heads on my walls | |
| Live out in the sticks and wear overalls why because | |
| I wanna Find me a home in a cow town baby | |
| Where the buffalo roam | |
| Read the Farmer' s | |
| Almanac for all the right reasons | |
| Make sure my crop is the top for next season | |
| Cledus T. is the farming freakazoid | |
| Yeah I' m heading down south sugar | |
| Because I wanna be a plowboy baby With my " Go Braves" hat on my John Deere tractor | |
| Plowboy baby Redman pouch full of chewing tobaccer | |
| Plowboy baby Sleeping at night cause I work all day | |
| Plowboy baby You can smell my pigs from a mile away | |
| I bet you' ll hear my rooster crowing when the day begins | |
| He goes.. Sounds of a rooster crowing | |
| In lust for a hen | |
| Home schooling, home fries, good homemade wine | |
| We' ll harvest the fields But not before its time | |
| Plant peas, and beets, green beans and rice | |
| Haul manure from the barn to fertilize | |
| And if the price is right | |
| I' m gonna sell my hay boy | |
| And let G | |
| EORGI | |
| A know why they calling me | |
| The Plowboy baby With my truck locked down into four wheel drive | |
| Plowboy baby Living like a king in a single wide | |
| Plowboy baby Sleeping at night and bushhoggin' all day | |
| Plowboy baby Thank god for Willie Nelson and Farm Aid | |
| YEAH... Cledus | |
| T. you can call me a hick | |
| The only woman for me is a | |
| Dixie Chick | |
| I got two billy goats | |
| Week ' fore last | |
| Till my snapper gets fixed | |
| They' ll be cuttin' my grass | |
| Back hoeing, scare crowing, shoeing my horse | |
| You know a horse is a horse Of Course, Of Course | |
| Spruce up the spread gotta make it look right | |
| I gonna paint my barn red then paint my fence white | |
| UH! vidalias, tommy toe tomatoes | |
| Irrigate some ground for my sweet potatoes | |
| Break wild mares | |
| Farm like | |
| Quakers Got no love for you vegetable haters | |
| How I' m gonna buy my seed | |
| Sell my soul to the seed and feed | |
| My thumb is green just like my hay bailer | |
| Ain' t no chickens in my yard keep em all in my trailer | |
| Dog named | |
| Ol' Yeller | |
| Kudzu is thick | |
| I' d slop my hog but | |
| I Already fed it | |
| I' m picking off ticks, scratching poison oak | |
| But I keep on sucking thanks to calamine lotion Plowboy got a 4230 with my diesel whinin' Plowboy spend all my time on a big combine plowboy | |
| Praying at night it' ll rain some day Plowboy | |
| You can smell my pigs from a mile away Plowboy | |
| Got my crop laid out and the sunshine shinin' Plowboy | |
| Got an old tin still with my moonshine shinin' Plowboy | |
| You can smell my swine |