Tractor Beat Hustle

John Cook on the tractor line John Deere green in the morning

light Monster can and a grin so wide

John Cook in the seat,

cutting hedge rows clean

John Deere rolling slow but the speakers stay mean

Monster on ice, keep the daytime bright We trim that line till

it sits just right

Hands on the wheel,

let the whole crew ride

Sawdust in the air and we’re feeling alive Count it up—one,

two, three, four Kick that gate,

we want more (oh-oh)

John Cook drives, we cut it clean

Green machine where the hedges been

Petey on the pole saw,

timber goes down

Tyler on the chipper,

let it shake the ground Monster energy,

we don’t slow

Work all day then we steal the show (hey!)

(oh-oh) Cakes on the break,

then back to the lane

(oh-oh) Monster in the cooler,

wash away the strain

Petey cuts trees with the pole saw high

Sawdust snow when the branches fly

Tyler feeds the chipper,

steady and straight

I bring the cakes,

yeah we celebrate

Slow it down,

breathe it in

Hands still dirty but we wear that grin (ooh)

One more pass, line it up Hands in the air when the

beat winds up John,

Petey, Tyler—run it back We’re on the job and we’re on the

track (oh-oh)

John Cook drives, we cut it clean

Green machine where the hedges been

Petey on the pole saw,

timber goes down Tyler on the chipper,

let it shake the ground Monster energy,

we don’t slow Work all day then we steal the show (hey!) (oh-oh) (oh-oh)