John Rich/Don Cook/Conley White)







I drove a beat up tractor down a one lane road

Pick her up early and away we'd go

Down to the river by the edge of her daddy's farm

We used to lay in the shade of a cottonwood tree

Back of my mind I thought she'd be

The one who'd spend forever in my arms

She said there's gotta be more to life

I don't wanna be some farmer's wife

Don't want a John Doe on a John Deere

There's a whole lotta boys like you around here

I wanna hear love songs in my ear

Don't want a John Doe on a John Deere

Not a John Doe on a John Deere

Well she packed her things and left this town

And I kept working this rock hard ground

Wondering if she ever thought about me

Then she called collect from San Antone

Just to hear some news from home

She laughed about how good things used to be

This big city ain't good for me

I'll meet you down by the cottonwood tree

I need a John Doe on a John Deere

There ain't a lotta boys like you around here

I wanna hear love songs in my ear

I need a John Doe on a John Deere

Want a John Doe on a John Deere

I need a John Doe on a John Deere

There ain't a lotta boys like you around here

I wanna hear love songs in my ear

I need a John Doe on a John Deere

Want a John Doe on a John Deere