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Cledus T. Judd

Genres: Country

Plowboy Lyrics - Cledus T. Judd

Plowboy, ain't that funny, plowboy? 

 

Well I'm a packin' up my truck and I'm a head down south 

Where real men packa lips with dips in their mouth 

Start a moonshine steal sleep in a tent 

Buy some cheap livestock find some land to rent 

Then I'm a Cledus T it up and down the farm 

With a couple of barns a baby calf in my arms 

You know I hate to brag but I'll be tillin' the most 

Run a barbwire fence from post to post 

 

Keep shells in my gun, deer heads on my wall 

Live out in the sticks and wear overalls, why? Because I wanna 

Find me a home in a cow town baby where the buffalo roam 

Read the farmers almanac for all the right reasons 

Make sure my crop is the top of next season 

Cledus T is a farmin' freakazoid 

Yeah I'm headin' down south sucka 

Because I wanna be a plowboy baby 

 

(With my "go Braves" hat on my John Deer tractor) 

Plowboy baby 

(Redman pouch full of chewin' tobaccer) 

Plowboy baby 

(Sleepin' at night 'cause I work all day) 

Plowboy baby 

(You can smell my pigs from a mile away) 

 

I bet you'll hear my rooster crowin' when the day begins 

He goes, in lust for a hen 

Home schoolin', home fries, good homemade wine 

We'll harvest the fields 

(But not before it's time) 

Plant peas and beets, green beans and rice 

Haul manure from the barn to fertilize 

And if the price is right, I'm gonna sell my hay boy 

And let G E O R G I A know why they callin' me the plowboy baby 

 

(With my truck locked down into four wheel drive) 

Plowboy baby 

(Livin' like a King in a single wide) 

Plowboy baby 

(Sleepin' at night and bushhogin' all day) 

Plowboy baby 

(Thank God for Willie Nelson and farm aid 

 

Yeah Cledus T you can call me a hick 

The only woman for me is a Dixie Chick 

I got two Billy goats week 'fore last 

Till my snapper gets fixed they'll be cuttin' my grass 

Back hoein', scare crowin', shoein' my horse 

You know a horse is a horse 

(Of course, of course) 

Spruce up the spread gotta make it look right 

I'm gonna paint my barn red and paint my fence white 

 

Vidalias, Tommy Toe tomatoes 

Irrigate some ground for my sweet potatoes 

Break wild mares, farm like quakers 

Got no love for you vegetable haters 

How I'm gonna buy my seed 

Sell my soul to the seed and feed? 

My thumb is green just like my hay bailer 

Ain't no chickens in my yard keep 'em all in my trailer 

Dog named old yeller, Kudzu is thick, I'd slop my hog but I 

 

(Already fed it) 

I'm pickin' off ticks, scratchin' poison oak 

But I keep on sucking thanks to calamine lotion 

 

(Plowboy) 

Got a 4230 with my diesel whinin' 

(Plowboy) 

Spend all my time on a big combine 

(Plowboy) 

Prayin' at night it'll rain some day 

(Plowboy) 

You can smell my pigs from a mile away 

 

(Plowboy) 

Got my crop laid out and the sunshine shinin' 

(Plowboy) 

Got an old tin steel with my moonshine shinin' 

(Plowboy) 

You can smell my swine 

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