Threshing Bee
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It's the time, the harvest days We all plant the seeds with no guarantees It's time to celebrate child Come to the Threshin' Bee. We're gonna play under the stars We're gonna thrash some mean guitars And in the evenin' when we're one 'cuz all the threshin's bein' done Comes the scene, McCormick's dream Well when big threshers run it's heard miles around That rhythm's my callin' sound Callin' me to the threshin' bee We're gonna play under the stars We're gonna thrash some mean guitars And in the evenin' when we're one 'cuz all the threshin's bein' done Now thrash! Many times, in many years, there's a time and place with lots of space We're bringin' all the grass down sure you can hear that sound We're gonna play under the stars We're gonna thrash some mean guitars And in the evenin' when we're one 'cuz all the threshin's bein' done Wheels they turn, the sun it burns But we separate the chaff and wheat it means a lot to me to do the threshin' bee We're gonna play under the stars We're gonna thrash some mean guitars And in the evenin' when we're one 'cuz all the threshin's bein' done Grab your partner! You want to get it, too, You know what everybody wants, it ain't chicken soup - you know the reasons I want to get it, too, I want what everybody wants You know my reason, you know my reason We're gonna play under the stars We're gonna thrash some mean guitars And in the evenin' when we're one 'cuz all the threshin's bein' done Now thrash! You want to get it, too, You know what everybody wants, it ain't chicken soup - you know the reasons I want to get it, too, I want what everybody wants You know my reason, you know my reason |
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