Dan Tyminski - Making Hay
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[00:00.000]Making Hay - Dan Tyminski
[00:14.092]He never went to school beyond the day
[00:18.402]He turned sixteen
[00:20.732]And I can't say that
[00:22.402]I know being that poor really means
[00:29.052]He wouldn't be mistaken for
[00:32.062]A man of high degree
[00:35.372]But he was just as smart as anyone could be
[00:46.082]The first thing I remember till the day
[00:49.112]I moved away
[00:52.891]Up and every morning
[00:55.041]I don't believe he missed a day
[01:00.651]It was always after sundown
[01:03.500]When he pulled up in the yard
[01:07.800]He would be on a tractor and
[01:10.430]Let me drive into the barn
[01:15.960]While the planter acre baler
[01:18.210]They were all the same to me
[01:22.989]When I grow up a farmer is all
[01:25.669]I ever wanna be
[01:31.108]I know that he was tired but
[01:33.808]He would sit and watch me play
[01:38.278]In my imagination I was really making hay
[01:56.763]I graduated highschool just before I turned eightteen
[02:03.611]Two years into college
[02:05.081]When I had a change of dreams
[02:11.931]I'd wear a dank old necktie like
[02:14.731]Those city fellows do
[02:19.071]I'd move out in the suburbs like a million other fools
[02:27.151]I met a brown haired beauty
[02:30.101]Who was sweet as she could be
[02:34.321]The day that we were married
[02:36.221]He stood right there next to me
[02:41.971]I knew that he was tired and
[02:45.201]He seemed so out of place
[02:48.841]He never said a word but it was written on his face
[02:56.781]I couldn't read the signs
[02:58.981]When she was falling out of love
[03:03.711]The more he turned the lonelier till
[03:06.711]She'd finally had enough
[03:11.671]So I'd pack up my suits and ties and gave them all away
[03:18.841]And headed for the country just in time for making hay
[03:26.740]No I won't be mistaken for a man of high degree
[03:34.060]'Cause I was born a farmer and that's all I'll ever be
文本歌词
Making Hay - Dan Tyminski
He never went to school beyond the day
He turned sixteen
And I can't say that
I know being that poor really means
He wouldn't be mistaken for
A man of high degree
But he was just as smart as anyone could be
The first thing I remember till the day
I moved away
Up and every morning
I don't believe he missed a day
It was always after sundown
When he pulled up in the yard
He would be on a tractor and
Let me drive into the barn
While the planter acre baler
They were all the same to me
When I grow up a farmer is all
I ever wanna be
I know that he was tired but
He would sit and watch me play
In my imagination I was really making hay
I graduated highschool just before I turned eightteen
Two years into college
When I had a change of dreams
I'd wear a dank old necktie like
Those city fellows do
I'd move out in the suburbs like a million other fools
I met a brown haired beauty
Who was sweet as she could be
The day that we were married
He stood right there next to me
I knew that he was tired and
He seemed so out of place
He never said a word but it was written on his face
I couldn't read the signs
When she was falling out of love
The more he turned the lonelier till
She'd finally had enough
So I'd pack up my suits and ties and gave them all away
And headed for the country just in time for making hay
No I won't be mistaken for a man of high degree
'Cause I was born a farmer and that's all I'll ever be