G'day again,

I have a reply from Peter Pentland ... unfortunately, no dots - he never bothered with written music. I'll end up transcribing the tune from the CD ... er ... sometime ...!

Peter also sent his "updated" version. I have tidied up the layout a little ... but not punctuated!

I also asked around my more rural mates ... and they agree that the good old tractors were Fergusons not the post Massey- jobs!

Fergie Tractor

1/
Well I run a few acres, pay a few quids rent
And I overcome troubles when they be sent
Be it flood or drought or some other factor
I takes them in stride on me Fergie tractor
Refrain
Oh me beaut little Fergie tractor
By dad she goes like the clappers
I can plough me fields and increase me yields
Even comes with a silage extractor
Me beaut little Fergie tractor

2/
The Fergie she's a wondrous machine
I love to sniff the exhaust because it always runs clean
There's no other machine that I ever took a jack to
As fewer times as me Fergie tractor
Refrain

3/
The council had been on my back for years
About genetic experiments and mutated beers
But when they complained 'bout my nuclear reactor
I knocked down the town hall with my Fergie tractor
Refrain

4/
I had a milking assistant working for me
The material in her blouse filled me with glee
I gave her a wink, but I then had to sack her
For although she liked me she hated me tractor
Refrain

5/
Now some folk say that I'd be an idiot
And if brains were light bulbs that I'd burned out my filament
But people like that I just turn my back ter
And I go in the shed and I sit on my tractor
Refrain

Regards,

Bob