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Have you ever popped a can |
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And put a pinch between your cheek and gum? |
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Run barefooted through the woods |
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Come hunting with a |
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Blue Tick and a gun? |
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Patted your tomatoes by the light of the moon |
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Or is that too country for you? |
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Is you're idea of kicking back |
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Six pack on the tailgate by the tree? |
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Kettle full of mud bugs |
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And a pair of |
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Levis rolled up to your knees? |
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With a long-legged ' |
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Bama girlAnd her ' |
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Born To Ride' tattoo |
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Or is that too country for you? |
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That's too country for you, |
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I understand |
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Man, I can't talk any faster than |
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I already am |
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But I think there might be something |
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Going wrong with your roots |
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If that's too country for you |
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How about sitting on the porch by the tiki torch |
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Picking a song with only three chords |
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Good and loud, |
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Saturday night for sure |
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And Sunday, praising the |
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LordI pulled up in your driveway |
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With my kicking stereo turned up to ten |
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Would you cook a pig and float a keg |
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And get down with my rough and rowdy friends? |
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Talk about big bucks, big trucks all afternoon |
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Or is that too country for you? |
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That's too country for you, |
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I understand |
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Man, I can't talk any faster than |
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I already am |
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But I think there might be something |
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Going wrong with your roots |
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If that's too country for you |
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If that's too country for you |
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Is that clay a little too red for you? |
