John Deere Tractor (1984)

[Verse 1] 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, 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 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] 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'd like to be home, mom Where the blue grass is growing And the fire light shimmers And it shines 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