Daddy's Old Red Tractor

[Verse] Daddy's old red tractor sits out in the field, Rust on every corner, broken tire, broken wheel. Once it tamed the hard land, under endless blue skies, Now it stands as a memory of simpler times gone by. [Verse 2] I can still see Daddy, in his work-worn hat, From dawn 'til dusk, in that old driver's seat he sat. That tractor sang the songs of hard work and sweat, But it's too old to run, its days of labor met. [Chorus] Oh, that old red tractor, it ain't what it used to be, But it's a part of our story, part of our history. Though it can't plow the fields or harvest the sun, Daddy's old red tractor, your work here is done. [Verse 3] Now the engine's silent, no more roaring hum, It's as if it's sleeping, its labor days gone numb. But in my mind, I see it riding through the corn, And I hear Daddy's laughter on those early, foggy morns. [Bridge] I'll teach my kids about the past, under the setting sun, About that trusty old tractor, and the man who made it run. It's more than just a machine, it's a piece of where I'm from, And even though it's too old to run, its legacy lives on. [Chorus] Oh, that old red tractor, it ain't what it used to be, But it's a part of our story, part of our history. Though it can't plow the fields or harvest the sun, Daddy's old red tractor, your work here is done.