歌曲 | John Deere Tractor |
歌手 | The Judds |
专辑 | The Essential Judds |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hammond | |
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 | |
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) |
zuo ci : Hammond | |
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 | |
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 |
zuò cí : Hammond | |
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 | |
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 |