Fred Eaglesmith - John Deere B lyrics

Well I watched him from the window As he parked across the lane His face was red and sunburned His clothes were old and stained He wasn't a collector He hadn't come for a bargain He needed that old tractor To farm that farm It was a John Deere "B" With a row cropped front end Hand cranked in the flywheel The original B It won't work another field Or farm another farm Some restaurant up in Omaha Is gonna park that on it's lawn I watched him check the oil I watched him set the spark Pulled on that old pump Lord, till he finally got it started He listened to the motor Then he set the time And when he got it going I watched him slowly smile It was a John Deere "B" With a row cropped front end Hand cranked in the flywheel The original B It won't work another field Or farm another farm Some restaurant up in Omaha Is gonna park that on it's lawn And when the bidding started I saw him twitch his eye Then I saw I saw the mirror When the bidding got to high He turned and looked a couple times Before he got into his car And quietly he turned around And drove out of the yard It was a John Deere "B" With a row cropped front end Hand cranked in the flywheel The original B It won't work another field Or farm another farm Some restaurant up in Omaha Is gonna park that on it's lawn