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City Boy Turned....Down The Wrong Dirt Road
Sugar, don't let these soft curls wrapped in white ribbon fool ya.
Cause in a sweet second,
This wild heart can flat out hick town rule ya.
Ya ever seen a cow in a cornfield fall by five fingers at 3 A.m?
Baby, don't let em tell ya any different,
tippin ain't a sin.
You and Me Going Fishing In The Dark....
( Nitty Gritty Dirt Band)
Bare assed cannon balls under the stars,
drunk on "moonshine", as the waters dance.
Give me a man that can handle and match,
the fire in this hidden woman.
She's salty and sweet, in her little bare feet,
as she turns your blue collar into her red neck moment.
Cause in a sweet second,
This wild heart can flat out hick town rule ya.
Ya ever seen a cow in a cornfield fall by five fingers at 3 A.m?
Baby, don't let em tell ya any different,
tippin ain't a sin.
You and Me Going Fishing In The Dark....
( Nitty Gritty Dirt Band)
Bare assed cannon balls under the stars,
drunk on "moonshine", as the waters dance.
Give me a man that can handle and match,
the fire in this hidden woman.
She's salty and sweet, in her little bare feet,
as she turns your blue collar into her red neck moment.
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