Kenny Chesney – She thinks my tractor’s sexy
… Plowing these fields in the hot summer sunOver by the gate, Lordy here she comesWith a basket full of chickenAnd a big cold jug of sweet teaI make a little room and she climbs on upI open up the throttle and stir a little dustJust look at her face, she ain’t a foolin’ me
… She thinks my tractor’s sexyIt really turns her onShe’s always starin’ at meWhile I’m chuggin’ alongShe likes the way it’s pulling while we’re tillin’ up her landShe’s even kinda crazy ‘bout my farmers tanShe’s the only one who really understands what gets meShe thinks my tractor’s sexy
… We ride back and forth ‘til we run out of lightTake it to the barn, put it up for the nightClimb up in the loft, sit and talk with the radio onShe says she’s got a dream and I ask what it isShe wants a little farm and a yard full of kidsAnd one more teeny weenie ride before I take her home
… She thinks my tractor’s sexyIt really turns her onShe’s always starin’ at meWhile I’m chuggin’ alongShe likes the way it’s pulling while we’re tillin’ up her landShe’s even kinda crazy ‘bout my farmers tanShe’s the only one who really understands what gets meShe thinks my tractor’s sexy
… Well, she ain’t into cars or pick up trucksBut if it runs like a deer, man her eyes light up
… She thinks my tractorShe thinks my tractor’s sexyIt really turns her onShe’s always starin’ at meWhile I’m chuggin’ alongShe likes the way it’s pulling while we’re tillin’ up her landShe’s even kinda crazy ‘bout my farmers tanShe’s the only one who really understands what gets meShe thinks my tractor’s sexyShe thinks my tractor’s sexyShe thinks my tractor’s sexy








