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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rodney Atkins
Rodney Atkins
Lead Vocals
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Banjo
Kevin Rapillo
Kevin Rapillo
Percussion
Larry Paxton
Larry Paxton
Bass
Lonnie Wilson
Lonnie Wilson
Drums
Ted Hewitt
Ted Hewitt
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Hayslip
Ben Hayslip
Songwriter
Rodney Atkins
Rodney Atkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Billy Decker
Billy Decker
Mixing Engineer
Rodney Atkins
Rodney Atkins
Producer
Ted Hewitt
Ted Hewitt
Producer

Lyrics

Well, I heard he needed some help on the farm Somebody with a truck and two strong arms Not scared of dirt and willing to work 'Til the sun goes down So I pulled up and said, "I'm your man I can start right now" and we shook hands He said, "The fence needs fixin', the peaches need pickin' And the cows need bringin' round" I was haulin' hay, I was feedin' the hogs And that summer sun had me sweatin' like a dog So I cooled off in the creek and it was back to work In that dead-gum heat I was cussin' out loud, thinkin' 'bout quittin' Lookin' back now, I'm sure glad I didn't 'Cause just when I thought it couldn't get no hotter I caught a glimpse of the farmer's daughter She was just gettin' home from Panama City She was all tanned-up and my kind of pretty When her eyes met mine I was thinkin' that I sure love my job As the days got shorter, our talks got longer The kisses got sweeter and the feelings got stronger So we'd hop in the truck and get all tangled up Every chance we got We were down by the river all night long When the sun came up, I was sneakin' her home And draggin' my butt to work With the smell of her perfume on my shirt I'd be on the tractor, she'd be on my mind With that sun beatin' down on this back of mine And just when I thought it couldn't get no hotter I fell in love with the farmer's daughter We got married last spring Oh, and there ain't no better life for me I'm still haulin' hay and feedin' the hogs And that summer sun's got me sweatin' like a dog So I cool off in the creek And she brings me out a glass of sweet ice tea Now I'm on the tractor, she's on my mind And I can't wait 'til it's quittin' time And just when I think it can't get no hotter I come home to the farmer's daughter, yeah The farmer's daughter Hey, baby
Writer(s): Marv Green, Rhett Akins, Ben Hayslip Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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