Who's Your Farmer - Chris Janson

作词：Buddy Owens/Chris Janson/Mitch Oglesby

Who's your farmer

who's your roughneck

Who's your curved bill dirty

boots thrown on the back porch redneck

Who's the one you fix a drink

watch out over your kitchen sink

Turn you on like a fire alarmer

Girl who's your farmer

Who keeps plantin' them

kisses on your South Georgia lips

Dancing in the rain

with my hands on your hips

Who lays your life out in pretty little rows

Who keeps that red dirt

between your pretty toes

Oh say my name let it echo

through the holler

Who's your farmer

Who's your John Deere who's your cold beer

Who's the arms around you

on a four-wheeler flying through a hayfield

Who's your crooked smile in a T-shirt tan

Home grown southern charmer

Who's your farmer

Who keeps plantin'

them kisses on your South Georgia lips

Dancing in the rain with

my hands on your hips

Who lays your life out in pretty little rows

Who keeps that red dirt

between your pretty toes

Oh say my name let it echo

through the holler

Who's your farmer

Who works harder on loving

you than any old hard earned dollar

Tell me who's your farmer

Girl come on up here

let me show you how to drop a row marker

Tell me who's your farmer

Who keeps plantin' them kisses

on your South Georgia lips

Dancing in the rain with my hands

on your hips

Who lays your life out

in pretty little rows

Who keeps that red dirt

between your pretty toes

Oh say my name

let it echo through the holler

Who's your farmer

Say my name let it echo through the holler

Who's your farmer

Aw who's your farmer