The snow has fallen in Alberta today but I'm still thinking fondly of warmer weather, harvest-time, the machines that are part of our life, and the good memories we make every year.
On the CombineBrad Rempel/Paul Brandt
John Deere lunch kit and a thermos full of Kool-Aid
September harvest and I missed another school day
14 hours worth of work and dirt were lessons learned
waist deep in those fields of gold
7 tons of steel and a twelve-year-old
workin’ hard just to keep it in a straight line
...on the combine
hand-me-down overalls and an a.m. radio
try to get it right the first time and take it slow
Alabama singing “in a hurry and I don’t know why”
black clouds and it starts to rain
runnin’ short on time, and out of faith
nothin’ you can do but pray for the sun to shine
...on the combine
eighty acres and a Friday night
first date dinner in the cab beneath the moonlight
cushion on a five-gallon pail riding shotgun
time goes by like those waves of grain
but I remember it like yesterday
where I fell in love for the first time
...on the combine
every time I climb that ladder
it takes me back to things that matter
we’re still workin’ hard just to keep it in a straight line
nothin’ you can do but pray for the sun to shine
where I fell in love, in love for the first time
...on the combine.
