Country Boy

Excuse me ma’am, I saw you walk in I turned around, I’m not a stalker Where you goin? Maybe I can help ya My tank is full, and I’d be obliged to take ya Chorus: I’m a country boy, I’ve got a 4 wheel drive Pile in my bed, I can take ya for a ride Up city streets, down country roads I can get ya where you need to go ‘Cause I’m a country boy You sure look good, sittin’ in my right seat Buckle up, I’ll take you through the five speeds Wind it up, or I can slow it way down In the woods or right uptown Chorus Solo ( A ) Bridge: Big 35’s whinin’ on the asphalt Grabbin’ mud, and slingin’ up some red dirt Cause I’m a country boy My muffler’s loud, dual Thrush tubes I crank the music, the tone gets real good Let me know when we’re gettin’ close You can slide on out, or we can head on down the road Chorus Bucket seats, soft as baby’s new butt Lockin’ hubs, that’ll take ya through a deep rut Chorus (talked, light strumming) Chorus x2