Oh, but she seems like more,
she seems like a queen, a giant,
a legend hulking across the land.
Every bit the pride of the farm.
Her ancestors opened the prairie.
A yellow and green jewel, an emerald,
the pride and joy of many a farmboy.
The solid servant standing like armor
in a many a country shed.
And when the farmboys went to war,
she stayed to help plant and bring the
grain that fed them on their vital chore.
Mr. Deere, when you shined your mother’s needles,
did you ever think that you’d make just a tractor
that did all this ?
