John Deere Tractor

C Am7 G //// Cadd2/B //// //// //// C Am7 G C //// Cadd2/B //// //// //// //// //// //// //// //// C Am7 C Hey momma //// Cadd2/B //// //// here's a letter from F Dm your son //// //// F C Well I think, my city days are done Ma Bb F C And it ain't, been three weeks, since I came C Am7 C Hey momma //// Cadd2/B //// //// I do re- -member what you F Dm said //// //// F C Say your prayers, before you go to bed son Bb F C And re- -member city women ain't the same Bb F I'm like a John Deere tractor in a half acre field A D Trying to plow a furrow where the soil is made of steel G C G C Oh I wish I was home Ma, where the bluegrass is growin' G D G F And the sweet country girls don't com- -plain //// //// C Am7 G //// Cadd2/B //// //// //// C Am7 G C //// Cadd2/B //// //// //// //// //// C Am7 C Momma //// Cadd2/B //// //// so much per- -fume I F Dm thought I'd drown //// //// F C And the Lord, didn't seem to be no- -where around Bb F C Hey I fell like a flower from the vine Bb Ah she was pretty lord knows F C I thought that she would bring me joy Bb F C She laughed, she called, me country boy ma Bb F C And after she had been so kind Bb F I'm like a John Deere tractor in a half acre field A D Trying to plow a furrow where the soil is made of steel G C G C Oh I wish I was home Ma, where the bluegrass is growin' G D G F And the fire light shimmers and shines //// //// C Am7 G //// Cadd2/B //// //// //// C Am7 G C //// Cadd2/B //// //// //// /