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 a fooling me

She thinks my tractors s__y
It really turns her on
She's always staring at me
While I'm chugging along
She likes the way its pulling while were tilling up the land
She's even kind of crazy bout my farmers tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractors s__y

We ride back and forth until we run out of light
Take it to the barn put it up for the night
Climb up in the loft sit and talk with the radio on
She said she's got a dream and I asked what it is
She wants a little farm and a yard full of kids
One more teeny weeny ride before I take her home

She thinks my tractors s__y
It really turns her on
She's always staring at me
While I'm chugging along
She likes the way its pulling while were tilling up the land
She's even kind of crazy bout my farmers tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractors s__y

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

She thinks my tractors s__y
It really turns her on
She's always staring at me
While I'm chugging along
She likes the way its pulling while were tilling up the land
She's even kind of crazy bout my farmers tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractors s__y

She thinks my tractors s__y
She thinks my tractors s__y

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