Shut It Down - Luke Bryan

She likes to watch him out the window

Goin' ‘round in circles under the sun

Somethin' ‘bout a man on a tractor

With his hat on backwards

Lookin' forward to after he’s done

He keeps his eye on the back porch

She walks out, kicks off her shoes

Bare feet standin' in the short grass

Sweet ice tea in a tall glass

Judgin' by her smile, it’s about time to

Shut it down

Lotta work left to do, the sun’s still out

But any hay to make can wait for now

Throttle back, drop the plow

Shut it down

He wipes his face off with his t-shirt

Climbs down and meets her by the gate

Takes himself a long, cool sip

Lays some sugar on her lips

Thinkin' maybe he oughta just call it a day

Shut it down

Lotta work left to do, the sun’s still out

Any hay to make can wait for now

Take it on in the house

Shut it down

Ooh, big, blue sky, half-plowed field

Bird on a fender, tractor sittin' still

Any hay to make can wait for now

Take it on in the house

Close the door, lock it out, lock it out

Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down

Shut it down