**[Sound effect of tractor starting up takes about 15 seconds]** **[spoken]** "It's a thing of beauty Yall'" **[Intro abrupt sung ]** Morning time For my wife and I Through the years has changed a lot It used to be ooos and aaah’s daddy O..... baby this is gettin hot [Chorus] But now It’s morning on the farm And no need for alarm With a crack, a pop, and a puff It ain’t quiet, it ain’t sweet But there’s love beneath the sheets And for us, there's always enough **[First Verse]** time has now moved on Those mornings almost gone it Has a different kind of tone No You won’t find the same charm but you'll find yourself a farm Where the animals are all at home Between the snorin and the fartin Bones a cracking, joints a poppin You’d swear you’d heard a tractor firin up First comes the engine a churnin From the starter harshly turnin Before you even hear its first puff [Pre-Chorus] There’s a gruntin and a groanin Each bedside every mornin When the Sunlight gets a showin [Chorus] It’s morning on the farm And no need for alarm With a crack, a pop, and a puff It ain’t quiet, it ain’t sweet But there’s love beneath the sheets And for us, there's always enough **[Verse]** first You get the creaking parts Before the tootin even starts then comes the rattling of the frame its always something broke but before you pull the choke you're playin the guessin game Like a yawn from the depths comes exhaust and rancid breath A few gasps of air brings it all to life it all just somehow works noises, aches, laughin, smirks right there next to my beautiful wife [Pre-Chorus] There’s a hackin and a coughin On each side of our sink The Sunlight starts to showin [Chorus] It’s morning on the farm No rooster soundin charm It's just crack, pop, and a puff It ain’t ever sweet and quiet But we crack up in a riot And to beat that, is gonna be tough **[Verse]** Both up at the crack of dawn With the coffee being drawn And at our table with not much to say Except for this house is built on love With all Gods blessings from above And the only farm I’m working on this day We both got our own sounds and thank God no ones around to hear this farm coming back to life No I wouldn't trade a thing So let those noises sing While I hold my sexy tootin wife [Outro] Yeah… That’s the true sound of love. Yall
