I play this song with   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 Chorus: 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 I’m 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 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 One more teeny weenie ride before I take her home (Repeat Chorus) Bridge: Well she ain’t into cars or pick-up trucks But if it runs like a Deere man her eyes light up                (stop) She thinks my tractors (Repeat Chorus)