Out on the Farm

When I was a kid I'd go visit Aunt Mary

And ride with Ol' Dave in his truck to the dairy

Up front in the cab would be Johnny and Jack

My cousin and I got to ride in the back

We'd jump in the Hayloft, or play hide and go seek

Then go get the cows and throw rocks in the creek

I remember asparagus piled high on my plate

And lord help us if Dave caught us riding his gate

We gathered the eggs and we fed all the chickens

The go tease the hogs and we'd all get the dickens

In the old wagon shed, on a Calvary saddle

I'd sit chasing outlaws or rounding up cattle

Those days on the farm, even now I enjoy

As I tell my kids of when I was a boy

I'll see an old milk can, or some boys in a barn

and I'll think of Aunt Mary, and out on the farm

Written by:  Jim Miller

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