A song I wrote about my life.

I wrote this song this morning at 2am. It comes directly from first hand problems. Our hay got rained on yesterday cause a bearing went in the baler, and its Sunday, no parts. The swather reel DID pile up, and the canolas black count is far too low for swathing yet, but its gettin so late in the year. Our poor old truck has 585'000KMS on it, and yea.. farming just sucks lol I have NEVER written a sing before in my life, so please dont pick it apart. I was just compelled to write it lol I hope you enjoy.


-The Prarie Farmer-

The feilds are flooded, just too much rain,
I don't know how I'll ever seed my grain.
The tractors are sinkin', makin big rutts,
Oh by golly, this spring sure sucks!

The crops are in, but boy it's late,
I fear my canola will be at stake;
From the damaging frost, that comes so fast,
Can kill the crops that get put in last.

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This is the life of the Prarie Farmer.
Tractors, balers, sprayers and swathers.
Workin' the feilds, dawn till dusk,
I hope this year we'll be in luck.
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The skies are clear, the hay is dry,
But look at the baler, that bearings fried.
The stores are closed, it's the weekend,
Can't get the parts needed to mend.

The clouds are fallin', the skys gettin' black,
This darned weathers gonna make my hay black.
Out it sits, in the swath, in the rain,
Lord, this weathers drivin' me insane!

**Chorus**

Equipments always down, never runs just right,
Mendin', and fixin', can have you up all night.
The swather reel is all piled up,
And you should see my poor pick-up truck.

That bearing on the baler, it lit on fire,
Up and up the smoke went, higher and higher.
The canola's black count is way too low,
But, oh well, now they're callin' for snow!

This is the life of the Prarie Farmer.
Tractors, balers, sprays and swathers.
Workin' the feilds, dawn till dusk,
I geuss this year we didnt have any luck,
I geuss this year we didnt have any luck,
I geuss this year,... just really SUCKED!

Writing is a great way to express yourself! I hope it helped you get back to sleep. Maybe you should pitch this to Corb Lund. It sounds right up his alley.

I hope you get your machinery fixed and your crops off the fields. And that you find some positives in among all that stuff. I know I personally could never rely on farming as my living, so I hope you find the strength to continue because we "consumers" would be doomed without people who farm so the rest of us can eat.

I love your song, DSS!
Very heartfelt lyrics that any of us small farmers can certainly relate to. Maybe you should send that to Corb Lund...he knows about the trials of farming on the prairies!

Haha...Farmchiq and I had just the same thought at the same time! We are definitely on the same wavelength thinking of Corb Lund!

LOL thats what my mom said also. Corb lund would laugh lol I sent it to Deric Ruttan, just out of amusment lol

I wish I had a small farm lol we have an entire section (4 quarters) of canola to swath with the swather that now wont start. And 2 quarters of hay to put up lol its never ending!

That's really good.

You might have a song there for playing on the radio every harvest.

God knows I heard this one every fall growing up.

Fowler wrote:That's really good.

You might have a song there for playing on the radio every harvest.

God knows I heard this one every fall growing up.

haha I love that song! Another of my favourites of all time is 'Farmer Blues'

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reneggaide wrote:I hear ya, we are piled up pretty good too. Fingers and toes crossed, hoping for grain in a bin, not on the ground. Well, I hope this brightens your day- I may need to purchase some of your hay before winter hits, and I don't care if it got a little rain. Also I have a deal for you on some woodworking equipment, willing to trade for hay if you are. Pm if you are interested.

well unfortunatley they hay isnt mine, but Im sure something can be worked out! Weve got lots of cow hay, alot without rain, just too course for horses.