Kenny Chesney ☆ She Thinks My Tractor’s Sexy

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 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 staring at me
While I’m chuggin along
She likes the way it’s pullin’
while we’re tillin’ up the land
She’s even kind of crazy ’bout
my farmer’s tan
She’s the only one who really
understands what gets me
She thinks my tractor’s sexy
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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 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 pullin’
while we’re tillin’ up the land
She’s even kind of crazy ’bout
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
pick up trucks
But if it runs like a Deere 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 chuggin along
She likes the way it’s pullin’
while we’re tillin’ up the land
She’s even kind of crazy ’bout
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
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you are now rocking,
you are now rocking
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