Giddy up
|
|
He's a cold beer drinker
|
A buck and deer hunter
|
The best friend a dog ever had
|
A post hole digger
|
A mint scole dipper
|
A John Deere cap sportin man
|
With a house on a hill
|
and a pond in the fields
|
surrounded by a mess of corn rows
|
makes a livin from his labor
|
with credit to the maker
|
he's somebody everybody knows
|
|
[chorous:]
|
Last of a dying breed
|
who tend the fields and mend the fences
|
heaven knows I hate to think that
|
generation might be ending
|
but if he goes
|
he will go
|
down in history
|
as the last,the last
|
|
of the overall wearers
|
farmer-tan tearers
|
down at the VFW hall (ya'll)
|
cake pan lickers
|
ripe tomato pickers
|
hay balers,loadin trailers in the fall
|
fruit stand sellers
|
town square dwellers who gather
|
at dairy queen at dawn
|
everybody knows'em everybody loves'em
|
god i'm gonna miss him if their gone
|
|
[chrous:]
|
Last of a dying breed
|
who tend the fields and mend the fences
|
heaven knows I hate to think that
|
generation might be ending
|
but if he goes
|
he will go
|
down in history
|
as the last,the last
|
of a dying breed
|
|
(instrumental break)
|
|
(last of a dying breed)
|
he's a hard working family man
|
(last of a dying breed)
|
|
[chrous:]
|
Last of a dying breed
|
who tend the fields and mend the fences
|
heaven knows I hate to think that
|
generation might be ending
|
but if he goes
|
he will go
|
down in history
|
as the last,the last
|
of a dying breed
|
|
of a dying breed
|
of a dying breed
|
|
-----------------
|
The Last Of A Dying Breed
|
| Neal McCoy |
