This Ole Boy
Songwriters: Akins, Rhett; Davidson, Dallas; Hayslip, Ben
She got her smile on
Dog gone, nothin' in the world's wrong
We're rollin' down a country road
She's my shotgun rider
I'm the lucky dog beside her
My lips are where her kisses go
She loves when we go to the river
And get in the water
And buddy, she's hotter than south Georgia in July
Man, when I'm with her,
I can't get enough of her
I gotta kiss her, and I gotta hug her
And brother, she's mine all mine
This ole boy got it goin' on
Got the good Lord smilin' on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
We're in my old Ford
Oh, Lord, holes in my floorboard
But she don't seem to mind
We park in a hayfield
Fog up the windshield
My kind of killin' time
She sweetens my tea and butters my biscuit
I am who I am, and buddy, she gets it
I ain't gotta change a thing
I don't know if it could get any better
But man, if it does, then I reckon I better
Get to pickin' out a ring
This ole boy got it goin' on
Got the good Lord smilin' on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
Yeah, this ole boy got it goin' on
Got the good Lord smilin' on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
Yeah, this ole boy
Nobody but this ole boy
This ole boy
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