Karaoké Last of a Dying Breed Neal McCoy

He's a cold beer drinker a buck and deer hunter the best friend a dog ever had

A post hole digger a mint scole dipper a John Deere cap sportin' man

With a house on a hill and a pond in the fields

Surrounded by a mess of corn rows

Makes a livin' from his labor with credit to the maker

He's somebody everybody knows

Last of a dying breed who tend the fields and mend the fences

Heaven knows I hate to think that generation might be ending

But if he goes he will go

Down in history as the last the last

Of the overall wearers farmer-tan tearers down at the VFW hall

Cake pan lickers ripe tomato pickers

Hay balers loadin' trailers in the fall

Fruit stand sellers town square dwellers

Who gather at the dairy queen at dawn

Everybody knows 'em and everybody loves 'em

God I'm gonna miss him if their gone

Last of a dying breed who tend the fields and mend the fences

Heaven knows I hate to think that generation might be ending

But if he goes he will go

Down in history as the last

The last of a dying breed

He's a hard working family man

Last of a dying breed who tend the fields and mend the fences

Heaven knows I hate to think that generation might be ending

But if he goes he will go

Down in history as the last

The last of a dying breed

Of a dying breed of a dying breed