Signs, Signs, Everywhere are Signs...

So, I was thinking about what I can post today. Apparently I like to use song titles as my titles to my post (which is kind of funny because I am not a huge music person). I was again driving through Farmington/Trivoli. There is a tanning salon called Farmers Tan. I thought that was a really fitting name for a place that is in the middle of nowhere.

And on to funnier (well, depending on your humor) things. Just about every time I go to Farmington (twice a week) I hear a song on one of the country stations (I have three programmed into my car) called International Harvester. I personally think the song is hilarious, but it is really ironic that every time I hear it the chances of me getting behind slow farm equipment is greater! Here are the lyrics:

I’m the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married ten years to the farmer’s daughter
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my p p p p plower
Chug a lug a luggin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester

Three miles of cars layin’ on their horns
Fallin’ on deaf ears of corn
Lined up behind me like a big parade
Of late to work road raged jerks
Shoutin’ obscene words flippin’ me the bird
Well you may be on a state paved road
But that blacktop runs through my payload
Excuse me for tryin’ to do my job
But this year ain’t been no bumper crop
If you don’t like the way I’m a drivin’
Get back on the interstate
Otherwise sit tight and be nice
And quit yer honkin’ at me that way

Chorus
Cause I’m a son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married 10 years to a farmer’s daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4 H
I’m a lifetime sponsor of the FFA
Hay! That’s what I make
I make a lot of hay for a little pay
But I’m proud to say
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my a p p p plower
Chug a lug a lugin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester

Well I know you got your own deadlines
But cussin’ me ain’t savin’ no time hoss
This big-wheeled wide load ain’t goin’ any faster
So just smile and wave and tip your hat
To the man up on the tractor

Chorus