I bet it's Texas, the way he's walking

Tall drink of water and a ten gallon hat

Faded ring on his pocket

Can't mind my business when he's looking like that

Boy, they still make 'em just like they used to

He got the manners of a Southern Baptist saint

He got a wrench, I got a screw loose

He got me bucking right out the starting gate

Lord, if I can't have him

I'll get on my knees and pray

God, give me a man that just gets better with age

Like George fucking Strait

honest, how I pick 'em

It's in my roots that I want him in bed

Tie me up, I got a problem

And I know just the kinda lasso he can use

Lord, if I can't have him

I'll get on my knees and pray

God, give me a man that just gets better with age

I've loved a lot of cowboys in my daddy issue phase

God, give me a man that just gets better with age

Like George fucking Strait

Lord, if I can't have him

I'll get on my knees and pray

God, give me a man that just gets better with age

I've loved a lot of cowboys in my daddy issue phase

God, give me a man that just gets better with age

Like George fucking Strait