That Old Plow, Written by Harbor Drive Hookup I had no luck at deer camp Not feelin' all that proud They said the storms a comin' So we headed back to St Cloud They said 14 inches comin' Well I'd heard it all before But When all was said and done I could barely open the door And the snow fell down And it blanketed the ground You know it didn't stop Till it had covered the whole town Still we stay in Minnesota At least that's what we vow So break out the shovels And send in that old plow That old plow she's rusty but she always gets it done Plowin' night and day Under moonlight or the sun That old plow she's trusty She never fails to run All the children wave as they play and have their fun SOLO x2