Marty Mone — Hit The Diff

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[Verse 1]  
G                             C
Towing liftin' sowing baling, drawing hauling and buckraking
Em                                 D
Backin' stackin' plowin' crashing, tippin' rappin' tail doors flappin'
G                                C
Sucking diesel Cuttin' trucking, spreadin' piping double clutching
Em                               G
Spinning slidin' diggin' raking, raring tearin' loosing weight.

[Chorus]
G                   D         Em               C
Oh hit the diff and pray that she goes all the way
         G                        D                  Em              C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hat when I'm heading for the tay. (or Tae - tea in N. Ireland)
     G                    D             Em                C
They thought that we were quittin' well when the Sun went down.
G                               D                          Em          C
With the flame from the pipe we drove all night, 'till the fuel it ran out.
G   D   Em   C
G   D   Em D C
  Em                  G
O give me a yoke with plenty of poke
      D           C         Em   G
And a can of easy start.  And 1500 acres
        D          C
hauling 40 ton of grass.
  Em               G               D                 C
I said good bye before July to the woman in an awful rush
    Em          G         D                    C
And it was near Christmas before I got back in touch

[Verse 2]
  Em                 G
I found a sate But I had no brakes (Seat)
D                C         Em
Couldn't keep it cool With loads of power
      G                   D               C
I was behind an hour So i give the pump a screw
Em            G
Out all night. With no lights
D           C     Em            G
Only seeing stars And the gloom from the moon
D                           C
And the diesel light in the dash
G                             C
Towing liftin' sowing baling, drawing hauling and buckraking
Em                                 D
Backin' stackin' plowin' crashing, tippin' rappin' tail doors flappin'
G                                C
Sucking diesel Cuttin' trucking, spreadin' piping double clutching
Em                               G
Spinning slidin' diggin' raking, raring tearin' loosing weight.

[Chorus]
G                   D         Em               C
Oh hit the diff and pray that she goes all the way
         G                        D                  Em              C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hat when I'm heading for the tay. (or Tae - tea in N. Ireland)
     G                    D             Em                C
They thought that we were quittin' well when the Sun went down.
G                               D                          Em          C
With the flame from the pipe we drove all night, 'till the fuel it ran out.
G   D   Em   C
G   D   Em D C
  Em                  G
O give me a yoke with plenty of poke
      D           C         Em   G
And a can of easy start.  And 1500 acres
        D          C
hauling 40 ton of grass.
  Em               G               D                 C
I said good bye before July to the woman in an awful rush
    Em          G         D                    C
And it was near Christmas before I got back in touch
G   D   Em   C
G   D   Em D C

[Verse 3]
Em              G             D                    C
Overload on the downhill road slappin' through the gears
Em                    G              D               C
Sending snap chats of what I'm at to everyone on the beer
Em                         G               D                 C
Hit the duel to load and I stall the road, all wheels in the air
Em                  G                    D              C
It was my chance to grease the nipples I never knew was there.
Em                G                 D                 C
I need some sleep and new teeth for diggin' dozin' in muck
Em               G                 D            C
In case it rains need an ol' chain lying in the truck
Em              G             D                    C
Climing limeing mixing piping After the field is cut
Em                       G            D             C
There's many's a gap you won't get at without 6,000 foot
G                             C
Towing liftin' sowing baling, drawing hauling and buckraking
Em                                 D
Backin' stackin' plowin' crashing, tippin' rappin' tail doors flappin'
G                                C
Sucking diesel Cuttin' trucking, spreadin' piping double clutching
Em                               G
Spinning slidin' diggin' raking, raring tearin' loosing weight.

[Chorus]
G                   D         Em               C
Oh hit the diff and pray that she goes all the way
         G                        D                  Em              C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hat when I'm heading for the tay. (or Tae - tea in N. Ireland)
     G                    D             Em                C
They thought that we were quittin' well when the Sun went down.
G                               D                          Em          C
With the flame from the pipe we drove all night, 'till the fuel it ran out.
G   D   Em   C
G   D   Em D C
  Em                  G
O give me a yoke with plenty of poke
      D           C         Em   G
And a can of easy start.  And 1500 acres
        D          C
hauling 40 ton of grass.
  Em               G               D                 C
I said good bye before July to the woman in an awful rush
    Em          G         D                    C
And it was near Christmas before I got back in touch

[Chorus]
G                   D         Em               C
Oh hit the diff and pray that she goes all the way
         G                        D                  Em       D       C
When I'm flat to the mat with the party hat when I'm heading for the tay. (or Tae - tea in N. Ireland)
     G                    D        Em                C
They thought that we were quittin' when the Sun went down.
G                               D                          Em          C
With the flame from the pipe we drove all night, 'till the fuel it ran out. 
G                   D         Em               C
They thought that we where quitting Cuz the summer doesn't last
G                   D         Em               C
but we,re heading to New Zealand where the craic it only starts.
G   D   Em   C
G   D   Em D C

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