John Deere Tractor - Larry Sparks

John Deere Tractor Lyrics

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Dear mama, well, here's a letter from your girl
Well, I think my city days are done, mom
And it ain't been three weeks since I cameAnd mama, do remember what you said
Say your prayers before you go to bed, child
And remember city boys ain't the sameI'm like the John Deere tractor
In a half acre field
Tryin' to plow a furrow
Where the soil is made of steelHow I wish I was home, mom
Where the blue grass is growin'
And the sweet country boys don't complainAnd, 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 vineI'm like the John Deere tractor
In a half acre field
Tryin' to plow a furrow
Where the soil is made of steelHow I'd like to be home, mom
Where the blue grass is growin'
And the fire light shimmers and it shinesI'm like a John Deere tractor
In a half acre field
Tryin' to plow a furrow
Where the soil is made of steelHow I wish I was home, mom
Where the blue grass is growin'
And the sweet country boys