Down in the valley, on a sunny day,
Farmers gathered 'round, with their tractors in array.
Big John shouted, "Let's have a race!"
And all the farmers grinned, ready to embrace.
Oh, the great tractor race, engines roared loud,
Farmers at the ready, feeling proud.
Through the fields and down the street,
The great tractor race, it's a crazy feat.
Betty on her John Deere, shiny and green,
Fred's old Massey Ferguson, the best you've seen.
They revved their engines, took off with speed,
In the great tractor race, who'll take the lead?
Oh, the great tractor race, engines roared loud,
Farmers at the ready, feeling proud.
Through the fields and down the street,
The great tractor race, it's a crazy feat.
Over the hills, through the muck and mire,
Tractors pushing hard, farmer's don't tire.
Laughs and shouts, the crowd's delight,
In the great tractor race, what a sight!
Big John took a shortcut, through the corn rows,
Betty stayed steady, as the excitement grows.
Fred hit a bump, went flying high,
In the great tractor race, reached for the sky.
Oh, the great tractor race, engines roared loud,
Farmers at the ready, feeling proud.
Through the fields and down the street,
The great tractor race, it's a crazy feat.
At the finish line, they all rolled in,
Covered in mud, each with a grin.
No winner declared, just fun all around,
In the great tractor race, fun was found.