Plowin' these fields in the hot summer sun,
over by the gate, Lordy here she comes,
with a basket full of chicken and a
big old 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 tractor's sexy,
it really turns her on,
she's always staring at me,
while I'm chuggin along,
She likes the way it's pulling as 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 tractor's sexy......
We ride back and forth until we run outta 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 chuggin along,
She likes the way it's pulling as 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 tractor's sexy......
Well she ain't into cars, or pickup
trucks,
but if it runs like a Deere, man her
eyes light up.....
She thinks my tractor's....
She thinks my tractor's sexy,
it really turns her on,
she's always staring at me,
while I'm chuggin along,
She likes the way it's pulling as 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 tractor's sexy......
she thinks my tractor's sexy......
she thinks my tractor's sexy......