Intro: verse 1 I love to see those Puerto Rican ladies Standing in the carrot fields at dawn With their short handled hoes And their legs so brown and slender ~ ~ ~ Singing out the verses to a Puerto Rican song ~ But I'm flying too close to the ground again Looks like I'm gonna lay her down again, in a field of green Let 'em harvest my blood off the vines Turn it into some exotic wine Cabernet Sauvignon Cropduster '49 Cropduster verse 2 I love to see those cabbage rows at sunrise Sunlight reflecting on the dew I love the smell of onions in the evening Tomato fields against a sky of blue But I'm flying too close to the ground again Looks like I'm gonna lay her down again, in a field of green Let 'em harvest my blood off the vines Turn it into some exotic wine Cabernet Sauvignon Cropduster '49 Cropduster Cropduster