[Verse 1] I was five in the red clay field Little knees on the cracked vinyl wheel Grandpa laughed and said, “Hold on tight” We made dust in the summer light The hood was hot, the seat was torn A green can rattled by the barn I’d turn that wheel an inch too far And he’d say, “You’re drivin’ like a star” [Pre-Chorus] He’d grin like he knew my plan One hand off, then back again I’d stomp that pedal, proud and slow Round and round the rows we’d go [Chorus] Plawing with Grandpa’s old Ford tractor (chug-chug, chug-chug) Big back tires and a grin that got after (me and Grandpa) Plawing with Grandpa’s old Ford tractor (dirt on my jeans) Best little road I ever rode after (plawing, plawing) [Verse 2] We chased the geese off the fence Ran through the clover in a bend He taught me not to fear the rut Just keep your eyes where the day was cut Now every spring when the fields wake up I smell that oil and the coffee cup Hear that cough from the engine flame And I’m that kid all over again [Pre-Chorus] He’d grin like he knew my plan One hand off, then back again I’d stomp that pedal, proud and slow Round and round the rows we’d go [Chorus] Plawing with Grandpa’s old Ford tractor (chug-chug, chug-chug) Big back tires and a grin that got after (me and Grandpa) Plawing with Grandpa’s old Ford tractor (dirt on my jeans) Best little road I ever rode after (plawing, plawing) [Bridge] One day it was mine to start Cold metal, a borrowed heart I sat there still as the sun backed down And heard his laugh in the whole damn sound [Final Chorus] Plawing with Grandpa’s old Ford tractor (chug-chug, chug-chug) Big back tires and a grin that got after (me and Grandpa) Plawing with Grandpa’s old Ford tractor (dirt on my jeans) Best little road I ever rode after (plawing, plawing)
