Capo 5
[G] [C] [D] [G]
Chorus
[G]The Chev got stuck and the [C]Ford got stuck
got the [D]Chev unstuck when the [G]Dodge showed up
But the [G]Dodge got stuck in the t[C]ractor rut witch e[A7]ventually
pulled out the [G]Ford.
(Verse Spoken-Same Chords)
Well more rain than we'd seen for a thousand years caused finacial
joy and biblical fears, it caused some smiles and it caused some
fears. But more to the point of our story, for the first time in
the collective memory, that old brown prairie that had been so dry
for so long was very muddy...boggy
We'd pull one truck out and get another stuck in, motors would roar
and tires would spin. We'd sink right down, down to the dif. We'd
all take turns and do it again 'til no one could move and call one
more friend...bring your truck
Chorus
Got me stuck in the mud so as i couldnt reherseand Chaveshad to miss
his work. Richie he now fears the worst, he stood up his ex-wife and
she called him a jerk. Of coarse Holtman didn't have nothing better
to do, besides ranch.
Chorus
Well it was truck after truck we all got stuck, 'cept the big four-by
Huterite truck, we all thought Lord are we in luck but they wouldnt
come anywhere near us. Mighty Neighborly, mighty neighborly
We used a lot of our backs and a little of our brains and jacked up the
jacks and snugged up the chains. We all did our very best to refrain
from shoveling. We put what timber we had underneath the wheels and we
was all out of sand but managed to steal two sacks of the best modern
Canola seed you ever did see, that oughta give us some traction.
Chorus
Epiloge, we spilled genetically modified Canola seed which
was genetically modified for control of the weeds and big ol'
yeildsand raised hell all
over that virgin soil. Agriculture Canada is definatly going to be looking
for us.
[G] [C] [D] [G]
Chorus
[G]The Chev got stuck and the [C]Ford got stuck
got the [D]Chev unstuck when the [G]Dodge showed up
But the [G]Dodge got stuck in the t[C]ractor rut witch e[A7]ventually
pulled out the [G]Ford.
(Verse Spoken-Same Chords)
Well more rain than we'd seen for a thousand years caused finacial
joy and biblical fears, it caused some smiles and it caused some
fears. But more to the point of our story, for the first time in
the collective memory, that old brown prairie that had been so dry
for so long was very muddy...boggy
We'd pull one truck out and get another stuck in, motors would roar
and tires would spin. We'd sink right down, down to the dif. We'd
all take turns and do it again 'til no one could move and call one
more friend...bring your truck
Chorus
Got me stuck in the mud so as i couldnt reherseand Chaveshad to miss
his work. Richie he now fears the worst, he stood up his ex-wife and
she called him a jerk. Of coarse Holtman didn't have nothing better
to do, besides ranch.
Chorus
Well it was truck after truck we all got stuck, 'cept the big four-by
Huterite truck, we all thought Lord are we in luck but they wouldnt
come anywhere near us. Mighty Neighborly, mighty neighborly
We used a lot of our backs and a little of our brains and jacked up the
jacks and snugged up the chains. We all did our very best to refrain
from shoveling. We put what timber we had underneath the wheels and we
was all out of sand but managed to steal two sacks of the best modern
Canola seed you ever did see, that oughta give us some traction.
Chorus
Epiloge, we spilled genetically modified Canola seed which
was genetically modified for control of the weeds and big ol'
yeildsand raised hell all
over that virgin soil. Agriculture Canada is definatly going to be looking
for us.
