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)


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