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Dear mama, well, here's a letter your girl
Well, I think my city are done, mom
And it ain't been three weeks since I

And mama, do what you said
Say your prayers before you go to bed,
And remember boys ain't the same

I'm like the John Deere
In a acre field
Tryin' to plow a
Where the soil is of steel

How I I was home, mom
Where the blue grass is
And the sweet country don't complain

And, mama, so much perfume I thought I'd
And the Lord didn't seem to be around
Hey, I felt just like a flower from the

I'm like the John Deere
In a half acre
Tryin' to plow a
Where the soil is made of

How I'd to be home, mom
Where the grass is growin'
And the light shimmers and it shines

I'm like a Deere tractor
In a half acre
to plow a furrow
Where the soil is made of

How I I was home, mom
the blue grass is growin'
And the sweet boys