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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billy Strings
Acoustic Guitar
Terry Barber
Acoustic Guitar
Ronnie McCoury
Mandolin
Rob McCoury
Banjo
Michael Cleveland
Fiddle
Mike Bub
Upright Bass
Jerry Douglas
Dobro
Debora Apostle
Vocals
Jason Carter
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lawrence Hammond
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Billy Strings
Producer
Gary Paczosa
Mixing Engineer
Neal Cappellino
Recording Engineer
Skyler Chuckry
Assistant Engineer
Brandon Bell
Engineer
Paul Blakemore
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Hey mama, here's a letter from your son
Well, I guess my city days are done, ma
And it ain't been three weeks since you came
Hey mama, I do remember what you said
"Say your prayers before you go to bed, son
And remember, city women ain't the same"
I'm like a John Deere tractor in a half-acre field
I'm tryin' to plow furrows
Where the soil is made of steel
Oh, I wish I was home, mama
Where the blue grass is growin'
And the sweet country girls don't complain
Hey mama, so much perfume I thought I'd drown
And the Lord didn't seem to be nowhere around
Oh, I feel like a flower on the vine
Oh, she was pretty, Lord knows
Thought that she would bring me joy
She laughed, and she called me "country boy" boy
And after she had been so kind
I'm like a John Deere tractor in a half-acre field
I'm tryin' to plow furrows
Where the soil is made of steel
Oh, I wish I was home, ma
Where the blue grass is growin'
And the fire light shimmers and shines
Writer(s): Lawrence Hammond
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