Текст песни John Deere Tractor (Remastered Live Version) - The Judds

We were born and raised in the bluegrass state of Kentucky
And madly proud of it
And this is an old time bluegrass song, one of our favorites
Tells a story of a young girl who leaves the country for the first time
Goes off to the big city, I guess like going from Hampton to Norfolk or something
She gets homesick for her mamma and writes a letter home

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

I'm like the 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

Are there any country boys here?

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 the 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 growin'
And the fire light shimmers and it shines
I'm like a John Deere tractor