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°¡¼ö: Colin Buchanan



What¡¯s that roar
Rattling and rumbling?
Got no door but it doesn¡¯t seem to matter
Duco¡¯s scratched
Panels bent and dented
Can¡¯t be matched
Those no frills, no brakes
Gut-thrasher, paddock-basher farm cars

What a sight,
Gurgling at sunrise
Packed so tight, chippers hanging out the windows.
Oily smoke,
No suspension
What a joke!
Those overheating, flat battery
Gut thrasher, paddock-basher farm cars

CHORUS
They¡¯re looking like they¡¯re living on borrowed time,
They sound just a little bit past their prime.
But a job needs doing and they¡¯ll get it done,
Those bald-tyred, clapped out
Gut-thrasher, paddock-basher farm cars

What a ride!
Hasn¡¯t got a muffler
Brakes applied
Doesn¡¯t make a difference
Driver grins
Hasn¡¯t got an idea ...
Bogged again!
In a flow-through, dust blown
Gut thrasher paddock-basher farm car

Got the scars
Battered round the edges
Poor old cars
Been put through the wringer
Driven through fences
Driven into ditches
Driven ¡®til they die.
Those weather-beaten, rust-eaten
Gut-thrasher, paddock-basher farm cars



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Farm Cars
Colin Buchanan



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