Excuse me ma'am, I saw you walking I turned around, Im not a stalker Where you going? Maybe I can help you My tank is full, Id be obliged to take you
Cause Im a country boy, I got a four-wheel drive Climb in my bed and Ill take you for a ride Up city streets, down country roads I can get you where you need to go Cause Im a country boy
You sure look good sitting in my right seat Buckle up and Ill take you through the five speeds Wind it up or I can slow it way down In the woods or right up town
Im a country boy, got a four-wheel drive Climb in my bed and Ill take you for a ride Up city streets, down country roads Yeah, I can get you where you need to go Cause Im a country boy
Big thirty-fives, winding on the asphalt Grabbing mud and slinging up some red dirt Cause Im a country boy
My mufflers loud, dual thrust tubes Crank the music and the tone gets real good Let me know when we're getting close You can slide on out or we can head on down the road
Cause Im a country boy, I got a four-wheel drive Climb in my bed and Ill take you for a ride Up city streets, down country roads Yeah, I can get you where you want to go Cause Im a country boy
Bucket seats, soft as babys nude butt Locking [incomprehensible] to take you through a deep rut
Cause Im a country boy, I got a four-wheel drive Climb in my bed and Ill take you for a ride Up city streets, down winding roads Yeah, I can get you where you need to go Cause Im a country boy
Yeah, Im a country boy, I got a four-wheel drive Climb in my bed and Ill take you for a ride Up city streets, down country roads I can get you where you want to go Cause Im a country boy, yeah, Im a country boy Ah, Im just a country boy, a nice little country boy
Compositor: Alan Eugene Jackson (Alan Jackson) ECAD: Obra #4003849 Fonograma #1811381