Country Boy by Alan Jackson



Excuse me ma'am, I saw you walkin'
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

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 #2)
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 wanna go
Cause I'm a country boy

2nd Bridge:
Bucket seats, soft as baby's new butt
Lockin' hubs, that'll take ya through a deep rut

(chorus #2)

3rd Bridge:

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 wana go
Cause I'm a country boy
Ya I'm a country boy
Oh just a country boy
A nice little country boy