the 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