Box 575, Portage La Prairie, Manitoba, Canada
The old time sixty broke the sod On many a prairie section, Tearing it up there rod by rod With its mighty power and traction.
Day after day and perhaps by night, It puffed and chugged and rumbled And no matter how much it had to pull
It never quit or grumbled.
But the old one-lungers days are gone Its pioneer job is over
And a little four-cylinder hums along O'er the land that it first turned over