♪ ♪ Plowin' these fields in the hot summer sun ♪ ♪ Over by the gate, Lordy, here she comes ♪ ♪ 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 a throttle and stir a little dust ♪ ♪ Just look at her face, she ain't a foolin' me ♪ ♪ She thinks my tractor's sexy, it really turns her on ♪ ♪ She's always starin' at me while I'm chuggin' along ♪ ♪ She likes the way it's pullin' while we're tillin' up the land ♪ ♪ She's even kinda crazy about my farmer's tan ♪ ♪ She's the only one who really understands what gets me ♪ ♪ She thinks my tractor's sexy ♪ ♪ ♪ We ride back and forth till 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 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 weeny ride before I take her home ♪ ♪ She thinks my tractor's 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 about my farmer's tan ♪ ♪ She's the only one who really understands what gets me ♪ ♪ She thinks my tractor's sexy ♪ ♪ Well, she ain't into cars or pickup trucks ♪ ♪ But if it runs like a deer, man, her eyes light up ♪ ♪ She thinks my tractor, she thinks my tractor's 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 about my farmer's tan ♪ ♪ She's the only one who really understands what gets me ♪ ♪ She thinks my tractor's sexy ♪ ♪ She thinks my tractor's sexy ♪ ♪ She thinks my tractor's sexy ♪ ♪♪