Lonestar - John doe on a john deere

^GI drove a beat up tractor down a ^Cone lane road ^GPick her up early and a^Cway we'd go ^GDow to the river by the ^Dedge of her daddy's ^Gfarm. ^GWe used to lay in the shade of a ^Ccottonwood tree ^GIn the back of my mind I ^Cthought she'd be ^GThe one who'd spend fore^Dver in my ^Garms ^CShe said there's gotta be ^Dmore to life ^CI don't wanna be some ^Dfarmer's wife. ^CDon't want a John Doe on a ^GJohn Deere ^CThere's a whole lotta boys like ^Gyou around here I ^Cwanna hear love songs ^Din my ^Cear ^GDon't wanna John Doe on a ^CJohn Deere Not a ^GJohn Doe on a ^DJohn ^GDeere. ^GWell, she packed her things and ^Cleft this town ^GI kept workin' this ^Crock hard ground ^GWondering if she ever ^Dthought about ^Gme ^GThen she called collect from ^CSan Antone ^GJust to hear some ^Cnews from home ^GShe laughed about how ^Dgood things used to ^Gbe ^CThis big city ain't ^Dgood for me ^CI'll meet you down by the ^Dcottonwood tree. ^CI need a John Doe on a ^GJohn Deere ^CThere's ain't a lotta boys like ^Gyou around here I ^Cwanna hear love songs ^Din my ^Cears ^GI need a John Doe on a ^CJohn Deere ^GWanna John Doe on a ^CJohn Deere.