Luyện nghe bài hát John Deere Tractor

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

And mama, do remember what you
Say your before you go to bed, child
And remember city boys ain't the

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

How I I was home, mom
Where the grass is growin'
And the sweet country boys complain

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

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

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

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

How I I was home, mom
Where the grass is growin'
And the sweet country