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Dear Mama, well here's a letter from your girlWell I think my city days are done goneAnd it ain't been three weeks since I cameAnd Mama, do remember what you saidSay your prayers before you go to bed childAnd remember city boys ain't the sameOn like a John Deere TractorIn a half acre fieldTryin' to plow a furrowWhere the soil is mighty stillHow I wish I was home momWhere the blue grass is growin'And the sweet country boys don't complainAnd mama, so much perfume I thought I drankAnd the lord didn't seem to be nowhere aroundHey, I felt just like a flower from the vineOn like a John Deere TractorIn a half acre fieldSongtexteTryin' to plow a furrowWhere the soil is mighty stillHow I'd like to be home momWhere the blue grass is growin'And the light shimmers and it shinesOn like a John Deere TractorIn a half acre fieldTryin' to plow a furrowWhere the soil is mighty still
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"John Deere Tractor" as written by Lawrence Hammond
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