The Judds
Miscellaneous
John Deere Tractor (1991)
Dear mama, well here's a letter from your girl
Well I think my city days are done gone
And it ain't been three weeks since I came
And mama, I do remember what you said
Say your prayers before you go to bed child
And remember city boys ain't the same
Unlike a John Deere tractor in a half-acre field
Trying to plow a furrow where the soil is made of steel
How I wish I was home mom where the blue grass is growing
And the sweet country boys don't complain
And mama, so much perfume I thought I'd drown
And the lord didn't seem to be nowhere around
Hey, I felt just like a flower from the vine
Unlike a John Deere tractor in a half-acre field
Trying to plow a furrow where the soil is made of steel
How I wish I was home mom where the blue grass is growing
And the firelight shimmers and it shines
I'd like a John Deere tractor in a half-acre field
Trying to plow a furrow where the soil is made of steel
How I wish I was home mom where the blue grass is growing
And the sweet country boys don't complain

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