Story Behind The Song

I had the hook for a while and it seemed that every other song coming out was about tractors or farms so I decided we should write one of our own.

Song Description

Hard working farmer compares his day at the office with a suit and tie guy's day at the office....in a clever and humorous way.

Lyrics

Cornfield Cubicle

Greet the mornin' rooster, on the way out to the barn
I'm on my 2nd pot of coffee, 'for your 1st cup's even drawn
Read the morning box scores, under milk house lights
My "stocks" out in the pasture, and my "bonds" are family tied
My desk is a workbench, in the shed out in the back
My tools of the trade, are hand-me-downs, from my ol' man
Livin' hard, and working harder,..... That's all my daddy knew
Wouldn't trade my life for yours, but that's just my point of view
...........From my Cornfield Cubicle

Fancy suits and leather loafers, and your six figure pay
I'll Take my worn out boots and wranglers, On my tractor makin' hay
My boss is Mother Nature, and she's always right
And depending on her mood, I may not get to sleep tonight
When you're tired of being knee-deep, in all that B.S. at work
Just think of me, out in the field, plowin' mine into the dirt
Don't drive a status sports car, the John Deere will have to do
No Twenty story windows, But I sure do love the view,....
..........From my Cornfield Cubicle

Workin', sweatin', day after day
Prayin', cussin', Where the hell's the rain
Livin', Lovin', The only way I know
4 generations of our family's name were sown
..........From this Cornfield Cubicle

Livin' hard and workin' harder,..... That's all my daddy knew
No twenty story windows, But I sure do love the view,.....

From my Cornfield Cubicle,....... My Cornfield Cubicle