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