Rolling Through the County Fair

Yeah

Milo found a tractor key

In a jar beside the kitchen tea

He wore his auntie's Sunday hat

And told the dog we're leaving flat

Down the lane past the old grain bin

The engine coughed then kicked right in

Milo laughed, hold on dear friend

This little ride may never end

Yodelay, we're rolling through the county fair

Yodel-oh, with hay dust in the air

Banjo bouncing, boots are flying

Milo's tractor keeps red-flying

Yodel-ay, what a funny way to get somewhere

He passed a goose named Caroline

Who chased the wheels for half a mile

A farm away from by the gate

Your tractor's early but you're late

At the fair the lights spun round

The tractor joined the merry-go-round

Milo tipped his borrowed hat

And won first prize for doing that

Yodel-ay, we're rolling through the county fair. Yodel-o, with hay dust in the air. Banjo bouncing, boots are flying. Milo's tractor keeps replying. Yodel-ay, what a funny way to get somewhere.

caroline the goose took flight the mayor danced beneath the light

milo said i'll drive back slow then the tractor yelled let's go

we're rolling through the county fair

Yodel-oh, with hay dust in the air

Everybody's laughing louder

Milo's hat becomes a powder

Yodel-ay, the funniest ride in anywhere

Yodel-oh, come on and sing it there

We finally made it somewhere

The tractor net's beside the shed

Milo dreams in rhythm instead

Good night, Caroline

Tomorrow will be right on time

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