Verse 1: Down on the farm where the corn rows grow There's a tale that's whispered low 'Bout a tractor that roams the fields at night With headlights casting a ghostly light They say it's haunted by a restless soul An old farmhand who won't let go When the harvest moon hangs low and bright That phantom tractor starts to shine Chorus: Phantom tractor, rollin' through the fields Ghostly engine, never stands still Driven by a soul that can't be saved Plowin' through the night, like a burning flame No one's driving, but it cuts so straight Phantom tractor, sealed by fate Verse 2: Farmer Joe tried to shut it down Pulled the keys, but it came back around Wise old farmers gathered 'round the sight Scratched their heads, couldn't set it right At midnight sharp, it starts to roar Spooky sounds you've never heard before Through the misty fog, it makes its way Phantom tractor out to play Chorus: Phantom tractor, rollin' through the fields Ghostly engine, never stands still Driven by a soul that can't be saved Plowin' through the night, like a burning flame No one's driving, but it cuts so straight Phantom tractor, sealed by fate Bridge: Some say he's finishin' work left undone Others believe he's just having fun But every farmer knows to clear the way When the phantom tractor starts its day Its rusty frame, a haunting sight Glowing in the moonlit night Farmers whisper, "There it goes," As the phantom tractor tills the rows Verse 3: Old man Jenkins tells the tale Of a tragic night and a mournful wail An accident took a good man's life Now he works the fields in the afterlife You might see him if you look real close A shadowy figure at his post Guiding that tractor through the night A ghostly hand, an ethereal sight Chorus: Phantom tractor, rollin' through the fields Ghostly engine, never stands still Driven by a soul that can't be saved Plowin' through the night, like a burning flame No one's driving, but it cuts so straight Phantom tractor, sealed by fate Outro: So if you're out on Sycamore Lane And you hear that engine's eerie strain Just know it's the phantom tractor's run Working the fields 'til the morning sun Phantom tractor, forever bound To the haunted fields and hallowed ground
