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 I don't wanna drive 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 I don't wanna drive 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 I don't wanna drive I don't wanna drive