*Capo 1st fret*
Intro:
Verse 1:
Plowing these fields in the hot summer sun
Over by the gate Lordy, here she comes
With a basket full of chicken and a big cold jug of sweet tea
I make a little room and she climbs on up
Open up the throttle and stir a little dust
Just look at her face, she ain t foolin me
She thinks my tractors sexy, it really turns her on
She s always staring at me, while I m chugging along
She likes the way it s pulling
While we re tilling up the land
She s even kinda crazy bout my farmers tan
She s the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractors sexy
Verse 2:
We go back and forth till we run out of light
Take it to the barn, put it up for the night
Climb up in the hay loft, sit and talk with the radio on
She says she s got a dream and I ask what it is
She wants a little farm and a yard full of kids
And one more teeny, weenie ride before I take her home
CHORUS
Well she ain t into cars or pick-up trucks
But if it runs like a Deere man her eyes light up
She thinks my tractors
CHORUS
She thinks my tractors sexy
She thinks my tractors sexy
