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