song and lyrics by Wayne Potash, previously unreleased
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Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
When I was a young boy living on the farm
I remember those hot summer days
We'd hitch the mower up to the tractor
And start cuttin' down that hay
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
We'd leave the hay out to dry for a day or two
Hopin' that it wouldn't rain
Then we'd hitch up the rake, and the bailer
and we'd all get to work again
with Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Allis, Allis Chalmers, Allis Chalmers was her name
Then we'd hitch up the big old wagon
With the sun so hot in the sky
Everybody on the farm pitched in
We'd stack those bales of hay so high
with 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
You could get 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
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