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Introducción: D C G
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Well, I was just a boy
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Maybe at the age of ten
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When I've been taught first time
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How to operate the
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Red old Diesel tractor
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Now look at how the old
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stainless steel pipe wobbles
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When the old diesel engine
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Is fired up to do some work
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Paint is peeling off on the outside
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But the power is still the same
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Well lubricated and tight on the inside
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Such an inconspicuous fame
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This old art of engineering
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still works like in the old days
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Build about 50 years ago now
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Tell me what machine
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Will still be there in 50 years?
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Today I can proudly call
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Such an old red tractor my own
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When sitting in that worn out seat
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You'll get shaken and jolted through
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There is not much comparable that can beat
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This red old machine so true
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This feeling you have, when firing up
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And the pistons start to move
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Up and down to eternity
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Such a perfect groove
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A lot of black smoke clouds
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A lot of dust in the air
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A resurrection like the main act
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On that big foggy show stage
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Paint is peeling off on the outside
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But the power is still the same
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Well lubricated and tight on the inside
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Such an inconspicuous fame
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This old art of engineering
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still works like in the old days
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Build about 50 years ago now
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Tell me what machine
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Will still be there in 50 years?
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This machine will still be able to work
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When we start working the fields
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with horses again
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No matter if in the woods
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Out on the field or through the pastures
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This big old tractor tires
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Will drag along so relentless
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Paint is peeling off on the outside
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But the power is still the same
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Well lubricated and tight on the inside
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Such an inconspicuous fame
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This old art of engineering
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still works like in the old days
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Build about 50 years ago now
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Tell me what machine
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Will still be there in 50 years?