She Cranks My Tractor taby ukulele według Dustin Lynch (Chwyty barytonu)

Intro:
C D, C D, C D A, C D A, C D A, C D A 

verse
C      D                              A         
She's a wild rose waiting on me at the end of the road
C                D                   E       
between the water tower and the power lines
C      D                                          A           
we're a cloud of dust once I get her buckled in my pickup truck
A       
She's ten pounds of sugar in a five pound sack
A
A hollywood looker in a John Deere cap


chorus
D          A
I go fast, she hollers faster,
E                          A
She's the first one up the hayloft ladder
D                          A       
A girl like that's what a country boy's after
A       
   She cranks, she cranks, she cranks my tractor
A                                               C D A  C D A 
   She cranks, she cranks, she cranks my tractor



verse
C          D                                    A 
Burning the backroads, sucking jet fuel from the radio
C       D                 E
Cows and corn field flying by
C             D
Gate's locked, hop the fence
                              A
Sneak past the barn where the riverbank bends
A      
shes the best skinny dipper that you're ever gonna find
A
she can hit the branch with her bra every time, and



chorus
D          A
I go fast, she hollers faster,
E                          A
She's the first one up the hayloft ladder
D                          A       
A girl like that's what a country boy's after
A        
   She cranks, she cranks, she cranks my tractor
A                                                 
   She cranks, she cranks, she cranks my tractor



Bridge
A                                             D C, D C, D C D A    
She's ten pounds of sugar in a five pound sack
A                                           D C D C D C D A  A 
A long straight away on a quarter mile track
          C                          D
She got a kiss that'll hit you like a heart attack
          C                  D  
I got the rifle she's got the rack and



(chorus)
D          A
I go fast, she hollers faster,
E                          A
She's the first one up the hayloft ladder
D                          A       
A girl like that's what a country boy's after
A                              D                  
   She cranks, she cranks, she cranks my tractor
D          A
I go fast, she hollers faster,
E                          A
She's the first one up the hayloft ladder
D                          A       
A girl like that's what a country boy's after
A  
   She cranks, she cranks, she cranks my tractor
A                                           
   She cranks, she cranks, she cranks my tractor
A                                                C D A, C D A, C D A, C D A      A 
   She cranks, she cranks, she cranks my tractor