[Verse 1:]
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

[Verse 2:]
How I wish I was home, Mom
Where the blue grass is growing
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:]

[Bridge:]
How I'd like to be home, Mom
Where the blue grass is growing
And the fire light shimmers
And it shines

[Repeat Chorus:]