She Cranks My Tractor

She's a wild rose waiting on me at the end of the road
Between the water tower and the power lines
We're a cloud of dust once I get her buckled in my pickup truck
She's ten pounds of sugar in a five pound sack
A Hollywood looker in a John Deere cap
I go fast  she hollers faster
She's the first one up the hayloft ladder
A girl like that's what a country boy's after
She cranks  she cranks  she cranks my tractor
She cranks  she cranks  she cranks my tractor
Burning the backroads  sucking jet fuel from the radio
Cows and corn fields flying by
Gate's locked  hop the fence
Sneak past the farm where the riverbank bends
She's the best skinny dipper that you're ever gonna find
She can hit the branch with her bra every time  and
I go fast  she hollers faster
She's the first one up the hayloft ladder
A girl like that's what a country boy's after
She cranks  she cranks  she cranks my tractor
She cranks  she cranks  she cranks my tractor
She's ten pounds of sugar in a five pound sack
A long straight away on a quarter mile track
She got a kiss that'll hit you like a heart attack
I got the rifle  she's got the rack and
I go fast  she hollers faster
She's the first one up the hayloft ladder
A girl like that's what a country boy's after
She cranks  she cranks  she cranks my tractor
I go fast  she hollers faster
She's the first one up the hayloft ladder
A girl like that's what a country boy's after
She cranks  she cranks  she cranks my tractor
She cranks  she cranks  she cranks my tractor
She cranks  she cranks  she cranks my tractor