Well, I was sittin' in the cab of our pickup truck
I was readin' the news on my cellular phone
When this fella pulled up in his big Mac truck
He asked where to park for to get the crop
He was here to haul it all down to the local co-op
He seemed a bit confused when I shrugged and grinned
When he asked me what to do once again, I said
Don't ask me about the crops on this farm
I don't know soy beans from corn cobs and stalks
You're looking at the wrong one if you want some ag talk
If you're looking for the boss, you've got the wrong on
Don't ask me, Hoss
Ask the FarmHer
She knows the fields
She knows the cows
She knows the tractors
She knows the plows
She culls the herd
She mends the fence
She tends the heifers
She slops the hogs
She's the one in charge and she does the farm work
If you need an answer, its best to just ask her
She's the FarmHer
Now don't get me wrong I help where I can
She tells me what to do and I say Yes Ma'am
I've pulled some calves and I've bailed the hay
But I know my rank round here is her farm hand
While she's working in the fields or tending to the sheep
I'm usually in the kitchen cooking up something to eat
When she's finished with her work at the end of the day
She knows I'll have her meal and a jug of sweet iced tea
She'll be tired want a shower and need some time with her man
That's the best part of being this FarmHer's farm hand
She knows the fields
She knows the cows
She knows the tractors
She knows the plows
She culls the herd
She mends the fence
She tends the heifers
She slops the hogs
She's the one in charge and she does the farm work
If you want to see the one in charge, see her
She's the FarmHer
So, don't be confused by the smile on my face
I'm happy as can be and I know my place
My wife's my boss on this plot of land
She's the FarmHer and I'm the farm hand
You heard right, yes sir
She's the FarmHer