Lyrics:

My daddy said son put your guitar downWe gotta build some fence...gotta plow some groundI told my daddy, ''try and understand...''''This John Deere tractor don''t fit my plan...''And I hit the roadChasin'' down a dreamAnd I need a little helpI''m tryin'' to get to New OrleansSidetracked up in IllinoisI''m not that smart...I''m an innocent boyShe called me baby...she called me honey...She called a cab and took away my moneyOn the road againSomewhere south of MolineAnd I need a little helpYou see I''m tryin'' to get to New OrleansDon''t know why...I gotta goIf I don''t try I''ll never knowAbout e''touffe and Cajun queensI need a little helpYou see I''m tryin'' to get to New OrleansHocked my watch...bought a burger and friesTried to pretend it was red beans and riceMidnight in Memphis...hello to GracelandNext stop...LouisianaAnd I''m on the roadChasin'' down a dreamAnd I need a little helpYou see I''m tryin'' to get to New OrleansI need a little helpYou see I''m tryin'' to get to New Orleans