Combine Harvester
By: The Wurzels (Somerset co, UK) 1971
Tune: "Brand New Key"

I drove my tractor through your haystack last night (ooh aah ooh aah)
I threw me pitchfork at your dog to keep quiet (ooh aah ooh aah)
Now something's telling me That you'm avoiding me
Come on now darling you've got something I need

CHORUS: Cuz I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key
Come on now let's get together In perfect harmony
I got twenty acres An' you got fortythree
Now I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key

She made I laugh ha ha

I'll stick by you, I'll give you all that you need
We'll 'ave twins and triplets I'm a man built for speed
And you know I'll love you darlin' So give me your hand
But what I want the most Is all they acres of land. CHORUS

Ooaah she's a lovely bit of stuff an' all

For seven long years I've been alone in this place
Eat, sleep, in the kitchen, it's a proper disgrace
Now if I cleaned it up would you change your mind
I'll give up drinking scrumpy and that lager and lime CHORUS

Who loves ya baby ha

Weren't we a grand couple at that last wurzel dance
I wore brand new gaters and me corduroy pants
In your new Sunday dress with your perfume smelling grand
We had our photos took and us holding hands

CHORUS: Now I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key
Now that we'me both past our fifties I think that you and me
Should stop this galavanting and will you marry me
Coz I got a brand new combine harvester An' I'll give you the key

Aahh yu're a fine looking woman and I can't wait to get me 'ands on your land