She loves to ride his tractor,
as it goes plowing in the field,
she feels all the power,
that his engine can yield,
she can feel the pistons,
on the cylinder walls,
and she thinks this is better,
than the city shopping malls,
she can hear the oil sloshing,
as the rods go up and down,
she likes this country setting,
plowing, round after round,
she got kind of giddy,
she got kind of weak,
then she noticed, she had sprung a leak,
she saw the generator turning,
hoped it was all right,
when the juice started flowing,
the lights were shining bright
she was a little dizzy,
she was knocking in her knees,
when she discovered, she lost her antifreeze,
she stopped the plowing, and took it to the barn,
how she loved that tractor,
with it's rustic charm,
as she walked up the pathway,
her feeling was so grand,
she thought to herself,
John, Deere your quite a man.
