The Judds John Deere Tractor lyrics

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 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

I'm like a John Deere Tractor in a half acre field
Tryin' to plow a furrow where the soil is made of steel
How I wish I was home, Mom where the blue grass is growin'
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

I'm like a John Deere Tractor in a half acre field
Tryin' to plow a furrow where the soil is made of steel
How I wish I was home, Mom where the blue grass is growin'
And the fire light shimmers and it shines

And I'm like a John Deere Tractor in a half acre field
Tryin' to plow a furrow where the soil is made of steel
How I wish I was home, Mom where the blue grass is growin'
And the sweet country boys don't complain