Country As Me

(álbum: Country As Me - 2011)

Damn, girl. Look at her
Alright

Met a girl at Myrtle Beach
On the Board Walk making sweet eyes at me
She can be a Georgia Peach,
A Bama Babe or a Carolina Queen

I thought, "Yeah, look at that smile."
Daisy dukes that drive me wild
Backwards camo braves hat on
Cover bands rocking and she's singing along

Girl, climb on up into the cab of my truck,
Slide over to the middle seat
You look like you need a rough neck
A lot more than a man who's sweet

Come on, girl, let your hair down
Live wild and free
When I look into your eyes I see,
Girl, country as me

She was hot as fire under neon lights
DTF and looking for a good time
We hit the clubs all night
Shut em down and watched that sun rise

God blessed blue jeans,
Blue eyes
Falling in love on a miracle mile

Girl, climb on up into the cab of my truck,
Slide over to the middle seat
You look like you need a rough neck
A lot more than a man who's sweet

Come on, girl, let your hair down
Live wild and free
When I look into your eyes I see,
Girl, country as me

She don't like wine
She likes Jim Beam and Bud Light,
Sitting on a tail gate 'round a bonfire
On a Oveye county Saturday night

Climb on up into the cab of my truck,
Slide over to the middle seat
You look like you need a rough neck
A lot more than you need a man who's sweet

Come on, girl, let your hair down
Live wild and free
When I look into your eyes I see,
When I look into your eyes I see,
Girl, country as me
Country as me

Come on, girl,
Backwards hat,
Daisy dukes,
Fine as hell

Just my type

No, I don't have side steps
Jump on up into it
Have a good ole time

Yeah, let's get out of here