Allis Chalmers (Ode To A Tractor)  click here to listen
by Wayne Potash

Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name

When I was a young boy livin̓ on the farm
I remember those hot summer days
We̓d hitch the mower up to the tractor
And start cuttin̓ down that hay

Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name

We̓d leave the hay out to dry for a day or two
Hopin̓ that it wouldn̓t rain
Then we̓d bring out the rake and the bailer
and we̓d all go to work again

with Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name

Then we̓d hitch up the big old wagon
With the sun so hot in the sky
Everybody on the farm pitched in
We̓d stack those bales of hay so high

with Allis, Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name

Allis was painted orange
She was made back in ‘54
We got her engine started with a rusty crank
We parked her by the big barn door

Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name