Tractors Tryin' To Get To New Orleans
My daddy said son put your guitar down
We gotta build some fence...gotta plow some ground
I told my daddy, "try and understand..."
"This John Deere tractor don't fit my plan..."
And I hit the road
Chasin' down a dream
And I need a little help
I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
Sidetracked up in Illinois
I'm not that smart...I'm an innocent boy
She called me baby...she called me honey...
She called a cab and took away my money
On the road again
Somewhere south of Moline
And I need a little help
You see I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
Don't know why...I gotta go
If I don't try I'll never know
About e'touffe and Cajun queens
I need a little help
You see I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
Hocked my watch...bought a burger and fries
Tried to pretend it was red beans and rice
Midnight in Memphis...hello to Graceland
Next stop...Louisiana
And I'm on the road
Chasin' down a dream
And I need a little help
You see I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
I need a little help
You see I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
I'm just an old poor boy
Chasin' down a dream
And I need a little help
You see I'm tryin' to get to New Orleans
