Lyrics:
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
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
of a white Chevy Tahoe
She's a little up there, down here
Puts a little King James in my John Deere
Thank the Lord the girl's got my back
Hangs her halo
about John Wayne, Johnny Cash and John Deere
Way out here
We got a fightin' side a mile wide but we pray for peace
'Cause it's mostly us that end up
alone
'Cause we're about John Wayne, Johnny Cash and John Deere
Way out here
We've got a fighting side a mile wide but we pray for peace
'Cause it's
I need a Cowboy Hat so the
Chicks can dig me
Tip the hat
Now I ain't lackin
I wanna have that Cowboy Drip
You know I'm hoppin in the John Deere Whip
on the edge of town
The water tower says the same thing
John Deere Green with the same names
A little faded but it still looks good
In my neck of the woods,
Everybody wanna be a cowboy
Drive a jon boat, whip a John Deere
Everybody want a backwoods front porch
With a tub full of iced-down beer
Must be something
if we sell that new John Deere
And then we'll work these crops with sweat and tears
You'll be the mule I'll be the plow
Come harvest time we'll work
on the radio
So, Long nights in the rearview
Oh that's just how the country do
Deere John can you hear me
what can I say?
It's the backroads that made me
Yes the only things that he depends upon
Are Jesus Christ, and John Deere
Written by: Bruce Haynes
sticker John Deere
It's my boat truck
We're out on the water drinkin our worries away
Charlie and me fishin some bass
A cop boat pulls up next to us
And he
Jeep tires burn my driveway black,
Got my John Deere hat turned back.
Brother says there's gonna be a fight,
Sumter County Friday Night.
One
at the feed store
Yeah, we'll be fillin' up feeders
'Til season comes around
That's about when these churches start missin' believers
Can't drive by a field
If we sell that new John Deere
Then we'll work these farm with sweat and tears
You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow
Come harvest time, we'll work it
cheering us on
Like y'all should be doing for this verse on this song
It's the Chron Playa with the long hair
The name is Onwuka my dawg this ain't no John
a
Moment of me, me, me
God damn, garden clubs are parkered up
To share spare parts
It sucks for John Deere's and armored trucks
Pardon us, what you put
dreamed of getting cream, best believe I'm John Deere
Green as mont-clair shit, earth tones in the winter
Purp rolled in a rillow
I am on my John
pick you up someday
Around 5:30
How about that?
You know I'll roll through the town in my John Deere tractor
We can get freaky-deaky if you want
John
bullets, Will Grier
And I got a white plug named John Deere
Bitch I need me a pint, not ten beers
Can I hit from the front, or maybe the rear?
10Fifty made
If we sell that new John Deere
Then we'll work these farm with sweat and tears
You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow
Come harvest time, we'll work it
need to ride a bus in to work each day
Nobody's fightin' for a parkin' place
You might get passed on the road by an old John Deere
But the rats don't
native soil
And if we sell that new John Deere then we'll work these crops with sweat and tears
You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow
Come harvest
Charles and Barry
And Nick and Mark and John
Michael and Terry, Henry, Sam and Ron
There was Billy and Willy
And Matthew and Fred
There was a James
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