John Deere Tractor Chords by Larry Sparks
Tempo:
120.5 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
G#
B
A#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
[F#] [C#]
[G]
[F#] [G#] [F#]
[C#]
Hey mama,
[C] [Fm] [B]
[C#] here's a letter from [F#] your son.
[D#m]
[A#m] [F#] Well, I think my sick day's [C#] done, mama,
And [B] it ain't been [F#] three weeks since [C#] you came.
Hey mama, [Fm]
[C#] I do remember [F#] what you said.
[D#m]
Say your [F#] prayers before you go to [C#] bed, son,
And [B] remember the city [F#] where it ain't the [C#] same.
I'm like [B] a junk-tier tractor [F#] in a half-acre field,
[A#]
Trying to plow the furrow where the [D#]
soil is made of steel.
Oh, [G#] I wish I was [C#] home, mama, where [G#] the blue grasses [C#] bloom
[G#] And the sweet country [C#] girls [A#] don't [G#]
complain.
[A#] [C#]
[F#]
[C#]
[G] [F#]
[G#] [C#]
Mama, [B]
so much [C#] perfume I thought [F#] I'd drown,
[D#]
[D#m] And [F#] the lawn didn't seem to be [C#] nowhere around.
Hey, [B] I fell like [F#] a flower in the [C#] dry.
Oh, she [B] was pretty, Lord, no,
[F#] I thought she would bring [C#] me joy.
[B] She laughed, she [F#]
called me country [C#] boy,
[B] And after [F#] she had been so [C#] kind,
[G#] I'm like [B] a junk-tier tractor [F#] in a half-acre field,
[A#]
Trying to plow the furrow [D] where [D#] the soil is made of steel.
Oh, [G#] I wish I [C#] was home, mama, [G#] where the blue grasses [C#] bloom
[G#] And the fireflies [D#] [F] shimmer and [G#]
shine.
[A#] [C#] [F#]
[C#]
[G] [F#]
[G#]
[C#]
[N]
[F#] [C#]
[G]
[F#] [G#] [F#]
[C#]
Hey mama,
[C] [Fm] [B]
[C#] here's a letter from [F#] your son.
[D#m]
[A#m] [F#] Well, I think my sick day's [C#] done, mama,
And [B] it ain't been [F#] three weeks since [C#] you came.
Hey mama, [Fm]
[C#] I do remember [F#] what you said.
[D#m]
Say your [F#] prayers before you go to [C#] bed, son,
And [B] remember the city [F#] where it ain't the [C#] same.
I'm like [B] a junk-tier tractor [F#] in a half-acre field,
[A#]
Trying to plow the furrow where the [D#]
soil is made of steel.
Oh, [G#] I wish I was [C#] home, mama, where [G#] the blue grasses [C#] bloom
[G#] And the sweet country [C#] girls [A#] don't [G#]
complain.
[A#] [C#]
[F#]
[C#]
[G] [F#]
[G#] [C#]
Mama, [B]
so much [C#] perfume I thought [F#] I'd drown,
[D#]
[D#m] And [F#] the lawn didn't seem to be [C#] nowhere around.
Hey, [B] I fell like [F#] a flower in the [C#] dry.
Oh, she [B] was pretty, Lord, no,
[F#] I thought she would bring [C#] me joy.
[B] She laughed, she [F#]
called me country [C#] boy,
[B] And after [F#] she had been so [C#] kind,
[G#] I'm like [B] a junk-tier tractor [F#] in a half-acre field,
[A#]
Trying to plow the furrow [D] where [D#] the soil is made of steel.
Oh, [G#] I wish I [C#] was home, mama, [G#] where the blue grasses [C#] bloom
[G#] And the fireflies [D#] [F] shimmer and [G#]
shine.
[A#] [C#] [F#]
[C#]
[G] [F#]
[G#]
[C#]
[N]
Key:
C#
F#
G#
B
A#
C#
F#
G#
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Hey mama, _
_ [C] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [B] _ _
[C#] here's a letter from [F#] your son. _
_ _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A#m] [F#] Well, I think _ my sick day's [C#] done, mama, _
_ _ _ And [B] it ain't been [F#] three weeks since [C#] you came. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Hey mama, _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ [C#] _ I do remember [F#] what you said. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _
Say your [F#] prayers _ before you go to [C#] bed, son, _ _ _
And [B] remember the city [F#] where it ain't the [C#] same. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm like [B] a junk-tier tractor _ [F#] in a half-acre field,
_ _ [A#]
Trying to plow the furrow where the [D#]
soil is made of steel.
Oh, [G#] I wish I was [C#] home, mama, where [G#] the blue grasses [C#] bloom
_ [G#] And the sweet country [C#] girls [A#] don't [G#]
complain.
_ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Mama, _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
so much [C#] perfume I thought [F#] I'd drown,
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D#] _
[D#m] _ _ _ _ _ And [F#] the lawn _ didn't seem to be [C#] nowhere _ around.
Hey, [B] I fell like [F#] a flower in the [C#] dry. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, she [B] was pretty, _ Lord, no,
_ _ [F#] _ _ I thought she would bring [C#] me joy. _ _ _
_ _ [B] She laughed, she [F#]
called me country [C#] boy, _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] And _ after [F#] she had been so [C#] kind, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] I'm like [B] a junk-tier tractor _ [F#] in a half-acre field,
_ _ [A#]
Trying to plow the furrow [D] where [D#] the soil is made of steel.
Oh, [G#] I wish I [C#] was home, mama, _ [G#] where the blue grasses [C#] bloom
_ _ [G#] And the _ fireflies [D#] _ _ [F] shimmer and [G#]
shine.
_ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Hey mama, _
_ [C] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [B] _ _
[C#] here's a letter from [F#] your son. _
_ _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A#m] [F#] Well, I think _ my sick day's [C#] done, mama, _
_ _ _ And [B] it ain't been [F#] three weeks since [C#] you came. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Hey mama, _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ [C#] _ I do remember [F#] what you said. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _
Say your [F#] prayers _ before you go to [C#] bed, son, _ _ _
And [B] remember the city [F#] where it ain't the [C#] same. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm like [B] a junk-tier tractor _ [F#] in a half-acre field,
_ _ [A#]
Trying to plow the furrow where the [D#]
soil is made of steel.
Oh, [G#] I wish I was [C#] home, mama, where [G#] the blue grasses [C#] bloom
_ [G#] And the sweet country [C#] girls [A#] don't [G#]
complain.
_ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Mama, _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
so much [C#] perfume I thought [F#] I'd drown,
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D#] _
[D#m] _ _ _ _ _ And [F#] the lawn _ didn't seem to be [C#] nowhere _ around.
Hey, [B] I fell like [F#] a flower in the [C#] dry. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, she [B] was pretty, _ Lord, no,
_ _ [F#] _ _ I thought she would bring [C#] me joy. _ _ _
_ _ [B] She laughed, she [F#]
called me country [C#] boy, _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] And _ after [F#] she had been so [C#] kind, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] I'm like [B] a junk-tier tractor _ [F#] in a half-acre field,
_ _ [A#]
Trying to plow the furrow [D] where [D#] the soil is made of steel.
Oh, [G#] I wish I [C#] was home, mama, _ [G#] where the blue grasses [C#] bloom
_ _ [G#] And the _ fireflies [D#] _ _ [F] shimmer and [G#]
shine.
_ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _