I sit in the boring hot sun
Riding on top of my big John Deere
With all of the noise from the engine
It`s no wonder that I can`t hear
There is one thing that I know is true
There isn`t anything else I can do
I don`t wanna drive (x2)
The sun beats down on my head
It`s starting to make all my skin bake
With all of this bouncing around
It`s no wonder that my bones ache
There is one thing that I know is true
There isn`t anything else I can do
I don`t wanna drive (x2)
I don`t wanna chew tobacco
I don`t wanna wear your boots
I don`t wanna drive your tractor, no. . .
I look to see the sun go down
A smile stretches across my red face
I`m so happy the day is over
Now I can wake up from my daze
I don`t wanna drive (x3)