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John Deere Tractor
John Deere Tractor

Dear Momma, 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 momma, I do remember what you said,
"say your prayers before you go to bed child",
"and remember city boys ain't the same".

Chorus
I'm like a John Deere Tractor,
in a half acre field
Tryin' to plow the furrow
where the soil is might as steele.
How I wish I was home now
Where the blue grasses grow
And the sweet country boys don't compare.

And momma, so much perfume
I thought I'd drowned, and the
Lord didn't seem to be
Nowhere around
And I felt just like a flower
On the vine.

Chorus
How the firelight shimmers and it shines.