Proper Hawk Tuah

[Verse] Out in the field where the morning light lies, Farmer Joe is raisin' dust to the skies. With a straw in his teeth and dirt on his jeans, He knows the secret to keepin’ it clean. [Verse 2] From the barn to the truck, it’s a simple old trick, Don’t need no polish, just gotta make it stick. With a twinkle in his eye and a spit in the air, He shows 'em all how it’s done with a flair. [Chorus] Proper hawk tuah, boy, let it fly, An arc in the morning, a streak in the sky. It ain't just a habit, it’s a country man’s skill, Gotta get it just right if you're livin' out in the hills. [Verse] Down at the diner, over a cup of joe, The old-timers talk ‘bout what they know. From bustin’ broncos to fixin’ the wires, But nothin’ beats a hawk tuah that never tires. [Verse 2] Mama might fuss, say it ain't refined, But Daddy taught me early, it eases the mind. In that sweet, lazy drawl at the end of the day, Proper hawk tuah's the cowboy way. [Chorus] Proper hawk tuah, boy, let it fly, An arc in the morning, a streak in the sky. It ain't just a habit, it’s a country man’s skill, Gotta get it just right if you're livin' out in the hills.