I drove a beat up tractor down a one lane road
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Pick her up early and away we'd go
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Down to the river by the edge of her daddy's farm
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We used to lay in the shade of a cottonwood tree
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Back of my mind I thought she'd be
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The one who'd spend forever in my arms
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She said there's gotta be more to life
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I don't wanna be some farmer's wife
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Don't want a John Doe on a John Deere
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There's a whole lotta boys like you around here
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I wanna hear love songs in my ear
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Don't want a John Doe on a John Deere
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Not a John Doe on a John Deere
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Well she packed her things and left this town
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And I kept working this rock hard ground
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Wondering if she ever thought about me
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Then she called collect from San Antone
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Just to hear some news from home
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She laughed about how good things used to be
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This big city ain't good for me
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I'll meet you down by the cottonwood tree
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I need a John Doe on a John Deere
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There ain't a lotta boys like you around here
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I wanna hear love songs in my ear
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I need a John Doe on a John Deere
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Want a John Doe on a John Deere
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I need a John Doe on a John Deere
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There ain't a lotta boys like you around here
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I wanna hear love songs in my ear
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I need a John Doe on a John Deere
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Want a John Doe on a John Deere
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John Doe On A John Deere
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