G'day Koala Lou,

This is from a Google search:

FERGIE TRACTOR
Peter Pentland, ppent@museum.vic.gov.au
from the album "Me Beaut Little Fergie Tractor"

Well I owns a few acres, pays a few quid rent,
And I overcome troubles where they be sent.
Be it rain, or drought, or some other factor,
I take it in stride on me Fergie tractor.

Ch:
Oh, me beaut little Fergie tractor,
Bedad, she goes like the clappers!
I can plough me fields, increase me yields.
Even comes with a silage extractor.
Me beaut little Fergie tractor.

Oh, me Fergie, she's a wondrous machine.
Love to sniff her exhaust, 'cause she always runs clean.
There's no machine I e'er took a jack ta
As few times as me Fergie tractor.

Oh, me wife was naggin' at me for years,
Her tongue always flappin' around me ears.
She nagged at me, me dog, and me farm,
So I run over her on me Fergie-son.

Oh, I once had a milkmaid workin' for me,
And the material of her blouse, it filled me with glee.
She winked at me, but I had to sack her,
'Cause although she liked me she hated me tractor.

Well, some folks say that I'm an idiot,
And if light bulbs were brains I'd burned out me filament,
But people like that I just turn me back ta,
And I goes in me shed and I sits on me tractor.

I'm sure I have it in a few books about home ... but Google produced it straight up.

Regards,

Bob