IntroEAEEBEAEEBEVerse 1EAE
You need hands, rough not soft
EB
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
EAE
Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms
EBE
Can’t get these kinda muscles anywhere but a farm
ChorusEAEB
Hey, I’m a country man, a city boy can’t do the things I can
EAEBE
I can grow my own groceries, and salt-cure a ham, hey, baby, I’m a country man.
[Break]
EAEEBEAEEBEVerse 2EAE
I got a JEEP, with camouflage seats
EB
That way nobody sees up parked back up in these trees
EAE
Your little IPods loaded down with Hoobastank
EBE
Don’t be a tape player hater, girl were grooving to Hank.
ChorusEAEB
Hey, I’m a country man; a city boy can’t do the things I can
EAEBE
I can hotwire your tractor and plow up your land, hey, baby, I’m a country man.
[Break]
EAEBEAEAEBridgeA
You like the Ivy League, Humvee, tennis sweater type
B
But girl I’m to tell ya, don’t believe the hype
ChorusEAEB
Hey, Im a country man, I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
EAE
Girl, you better move quick, Im in high demand
EBE
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
AEB
Hey, Im country man, huntin me a good ole country girlfriend
EAF#
Why dont you come and join me in my new deer stand?
EBEEBE
Hey, baby, Im a country man. Hey, baby, Im a country man.
OutroEAEEBEAEEBAAE
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