You've seen the mountains
And the green fields of home
You've gone many miles
Your tires are worn.
You worked hard every season
A lifetime spent at twenty-five
A heavy load hauled in the back
The wind and weather stole your shine
But every scratch tells us a story
Of how things used to be
Back when we worked
To put food on our tables
Back when we helped a friend
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