Who’s Your Farmer Chris Janson

[Verse 1]
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?

[Chorus]
Who keeps plantin' them kisses on your South Georgia lips?
Dancin’ 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?
Aw, say my name, let it echo through the holler
Who’s your farmer?

[Verse 2]
Who’s your John Deere? Who’s your cold beer?
Who’s the arms around you on a four-wheeler flyin’ through a hayfield?
Who’s your crooked smile in a t-shirt tan?
Homegrown southern charmer
Who’s your farmer?

[Chorus]
Who keeps plantin' them kisses on your South Georgia lips?
Dancin’ 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?
Aw, say my name, let it echo through the holler
Who’s your farmer?