In a field of green, where sunshine gleams
You will see a red tractor with yellow wheels
A beast worthy of dreams
As you watch it plough a neat furrow
It turns the earth without fear
Through soil and sweat it works the land
With every turn of it’s study gear
It is the beating heart of the farm
Through changing seasons it stands tall
A red tractor with wheels of gold
Answering the fields constant call
In the life of the farm it is a legend.