O I love the smell of silage, sur I cut it every year
I jump up on me tractor and I slap her into gear
Tearing down the road with me trailer full of grass and all the cars caught behind rearing for to pass
O rearing, rearing, rearing, rearing for to pass
All the cars caught behind driving up me ass.
(Isn't that right Johnny)
(That's right that's the truth)
If you want to cut the silage, you need the best of gear
The greatest yolk of all a self-propelled John Deere
She gobbles up the grass, 10 acres in an hour
She is a wowfull harvester with plenty of horsepower.
O I love the smell of silage, sur I cut it every year
I jump up on me tractor and I slap her into gear
Tearing down the road with me trailer full of grass and all the cars caught behind rearing for to pass
O rearing, rearing, rearing, rearing for to pass
All the cars caught behind driving up me ass.
(Stay with her Johnny)
O the young lads on their tractors, they'll be tearing all about
Driving four wheel drives for to draw the trailers out
Racin' through the fields, heading for the yard
Hopin' down along the road, going wowfull hard
O I love the smell of silage, sur I cut it every year
I jump up on me tractor and I slap her into gear
Tearing down the road with me trailer full of grass and all the cars caught behind rearing for to pass
O rearing, rearing, rearing, rearing for to pass
All the cars caught behind driving up me ass.
(Again Johnny again)
(That's right that's the truth)
If you want to cut the silage, you need the best of gear
The greatest yolk of all a self-propelled John Deere
She gobbles up the grass, 10 acres in an hour
She is a wowfull harvester with plenty of horsepower.
O I love the smell of silage, sur I cut it every year
I jump up on me tractor and I slap her into gear
Tearing down the road with me trailer full of grass and all the cars caught behind rearing for to pass
O rearing, rearing, rearing, rearing for to pass
All the cars caught behind driving up me ass.
O rearing, rearing, rearing, rearing for to pass
All the cars caught behind driving up me ass.
(Isn't that right Johnny?)
(That's right, that's the truth, driving up your ass)
(Where ever they do be all goin)