I spend all my days
Working real hard
To buy a run-down shack
And a clunker in the yard
But one thing's for sure
I got a pretty little wife
There's still something missing
In our lives
So we grow us a garden
Out in the back
Got the biggest red maters
And that's a fact
But as young as we are
We still get bored
Without a T.V
What are we here for
She raised her brow
I read her mind
We then got tangled
In them mater vines
Big red maters
They call 'em a fruit
Now we're out here
Making mater juice
Chasing each other
Through the beans and taters
The Lords little blessing
Came nine months later
Been exactly a year
Since the day we wed
It's quiet 'round here
Baby's sleeping in the bed
The cupboard is low
And our pockets are too
She said tell me baby
What are we to do
I raised my brow
She read my mind
We then got tangled
In them mater vines
Big red maters
They call 'em a fruit
And we're out here
Making mater juice
Chasing each other
Through the beans and taters
Another little blessing
Came nine months later
Well they say you need
A lot of money
Just to keep your smile
I say I believe they are funny
I wouldn't trade a million
For a great big pile
Of
Big red maters
They call 'em a fruit
And we're out here
Making mater juice
Chasing each other
Through the beans and taters
Another little blessing
Came nine months later
Lord we need to stop raising
Big red maters