video1.0Network.huhttp://network.hu/The Judds - John Deere Tractorapucsokahttp://network.hu/apucsoka<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http://country.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=693101&amp;pvol=40&amp;plang=hu&amp;host=http://country.network.hu" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><embed src="http://country.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=693101&amp;pvol=40&amp;plang=hu&amp;host=http://country.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" /></object>424345209Dear 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
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
[Repeat Chorus]
How I'd like to be home, Mom
Where the blue grass is growin'
And the fire light shimmers and it shines
[Repeat Chorus]
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