Accidental - but still bad - Plugger sighting.

Okay, for a various number of reasons (laziness dressed up as "sleepiness"), I elected to not read my book, get online, or stick with the familiar (HGTV). It's a not a show I particularly like or hate, it's just blah. But after the Plugger sighting, it's my friend.

I'm referring to CMT and Craig Morgan's song "International Harvester." I came across it halfway through, or something, and saw that the band was singing in front of the Orpheum. "Hey!" said my sleepy, hungry brain. "There's an Orpheum in Memphis. Maybe we'll see more Memphis landmarks. Hi, Memphis!"

I don't think it was Memphis.

I can't (and don't really want) find a copy of this video at youtube that I can embed in my innocent blog. So I won't!

Here's a link!

And some of the most Pluggerific lyrics:



I’m the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married 10 years to the farmer’s daughter
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug a lug a luggin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester

Three miles of cars layin’ on their horns
Fallin’ on deaf ears of corn
Lined up behind me like a big parade
Of late to work road raged jerks
Shoutin’ obscene words flippin’ me the bird

Well you may be on a state paved road
But that blacktop runs through my payload
Excuse me for tryin’ to do my job
But this year ain’t been no bumper crop
If you don’t like the way I’m a drivin’
Get back on the interstate
Otherwise sit tight and be nice
And quit yer honkin’ at me that way

Cause I’m a son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married 10 years to a farmer’s daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4-H
I’m a lifetime sponsor of the F.F.A.
Hay! That’s what I make
I make a lotta hay for a little pay
But I’m proud to say
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my a p-p-p-plower
Chug a lug a lugin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester

Well I know you got your own deadlines
But cussin’ me ain’t savin’ no time hoss
This big-wheeled wide load ain’t goin’ any faster
So just smile and wave and tip your hat
To the man up on the tractor


Cause I’m a son of a 3rd generation farmer
I’ve been married 10 years to a farmer’s daughter
I got two boys in the county 4-H
I’m a lifetime sponsor of the F.F.A.
Hay! That’s what I make
I make a lot of hay for a little pay
But I’m proud to say
I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my p-p-p-plower
Chug a lug a lugin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester

I’m a God fearin’ hard workin’ combine driver
Hoggin’ up the road on my p-p-p-plower
Chug a lug a lugin’ 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester

Okay, it's the whole song.

I know videos rarely reflect the song the whole time, but the parts where he's with his band, singing, are just so far removed from the lyrics.

They're in a city (I don't care if it's Nashville, it's a CITY with A THEATER), in the streets, on formal-looking rugs. With tassels and such.

They couldn't have filmed it at a farm or in a cornfield?

Of course, the guy (if he wrote the song) escaped the farm life and is a singer now.

So it's even more annoying. I mean, I don't mind singers singing about other professions in the first person, it gives the fans something to relate to. But when it comes to this song, it just makes him look like a poser of the worst kind. A Plugger.

What sent my remote flying was what came up next - Toby Keith.

Well, I saw him, it could have been a Dixie Chicks song for all I know, but I was gone, and back in sweet, sweet Bollywood's embrace.