Surely then it multiplies One man wakes, awakens another Second one wakes his next door brother Three awake can rouse a town And turn the whole place upside down Many awake will cause such a fuss It finally awakes all of us One man wakes with dawn in his

Baby while you're at it you might as well let down your hair And I can take it from there Grab a couple glasses and a bottle of wine Walk down the hall and turn down the lights I can take it from there Ain't nothin' goin' on in town tonight Except the

Driven up and down in circles Skidding down a road of black ice Staring in and out storm windows Driven to a fool's paradise But it's my turn to drive Driven to the margin of error Driven to the edge of control Driven to the margin of terror Driven to

She thinks my tractor's sexy It really turns her on She's always starin' at me While I'm chuggin' along She likes the way it's pulling While it's tillin' up the land She's even kinda crazy ?bout my farmers tan She's the only one who really Understands

Some girls they act retarded Bumpin' and grindin' that pole We 'bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin' for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin' baby step right up Some girls

Turns into "baby, can you pick me up?" Hey, I'm downtown and I don't wanna go home Turns into tangled-up, on my couch with you Slipping your kisses right across my mouth And that turns into later on Later on, lights turned down 'Cause I can't turn you

Someday it will come together Someday we will work it out I know we can turn it up all the way ('Cause this is our someday) Someday is what we make it Someday is like here and now What way what way what way 'Cause this is our someday Oh oh oh oh oh

Well honey here comes a lullaby Your very own lullaby With a lullaby And turn this up on the radio If you can hear me now I'm reachin' out to let you know That you're not alone And you can't tell, I'm scared as hell 'Cause I can't get you on the telephone

But I'm still waiting, yeah, and I'm still waiting And if my hand could block the sun, Would we ever wake up? And if I turned back all these clocks, Would that be time enough? On clearer days I can see the lights from my bedroom door, On windy nights I

Here's to the farmer Here's to the farmer that plants the fields in the spring That turn from green to that harvest honey Hold one up for the banker downtown That got him on his feet with handshake money Here's to the farmer's wife That loves him every