that old John Deere tractor
Pulling them drinkers across
Well, he's dragging so many
I can smell that old tractor's exhaust
But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty
And the cowboys I fear for the most
It's making a run for the coast
There's a place down on Main Street
Right across from the bank
Somebody drew on the line
Where it crested back in 29
Well, said it took most of
Cause we live on what they call the plain
Well, I read all about it in
Well, they got that old newspaper frame
But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty
And the cowboys I fear for the most
And the peanut done broke
It's making a run for the coast
My grandmother called about
Like she does almost every night
She said they'd come home way early
She said a cowboy got bucking
And just before it went dark