I love to see those Puerto Rican ladies
Standing in the carrot fields at dawn
With their short handled hoes
And their legs so brown and slender
Singing out the verses to a Puerto Rican song
But I'm flying too close to the ground again
Looks like I'm gonna lay her down again, in a field of green
Let 'em harvest my blood off the vines
Turn it into some exotic wine
Cabernet Sauvignon Cropduster '49
Cropduster
verse 2
I love to see those cabbage rows at sunrise
Sunlight reflecting on the dew
I love the smell of onions in the evening
Tomato fields against a sky of blue
But I'm flying too close to the ground again
Looks like I'm gonna lay her down again, in a field of green
Let 'em harvest my blood off the vines
Turn it into some exotic wine
Cabernet Sauvignon Cropduster '49
Cropduster
Cropduster