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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Bucket seats, soft as baby's new butt
Lockin' hubs, that'll take ya through a deep rut.
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.
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.
'Cause I'm a country boy.
Oh, I'm a country boy
A nice' little country boy...