Excuse me, ma'am, I saw you walk in,
I turned around, I'm not a stalker.
Where you're going? Maybe I can help you:
My tank is full, I'd be obliged to take you,
Chorus:
'Cause I'm a country boy, I got a four wheel drive.
Climb in my bed, I'll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down country roads.
I can get you where you need to go,
'Cause I'm a country boy.
You sure look good, sitting 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 right uptown.
Chorus:
I'm a country boy, I got a four wheel drive.
Climb in my bed, I'll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down country roads.
Yeah, I can get you where you need to go,
'Cause I'm a country boy.
Big thirty fives whining on the asphalt,
Grabbing mud and slinging up some red dirt.
'Cause I'm a country boy.
My muffler's loud: dual Thrush tubes
That crank the music, the tone gets real good.
Let me know, we're getting close.
You can slide on out or we can head on down the road.
Chorus:
'Cause I'm a country boy, I got a four wheel drive.
Climb in my bed, I'll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down country roads.
Yeah, I can get you where you wanna go,
'Cause I'm a country boy.
Bucket seats, soft as baby's new butt,
Locking hubs that'll take you through a deep rut.
Chorus (slowly):
'Cause I'm a country boy, I got a four wheel drive.
Climb in my bed, I'll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down winding roads.
Yeah, I can get you where you need to go,
'Cause I'm a country boy.
Chorus:
Yeah, I'm a country boy, I got a four wheel drive.
Climb in my bed, I'll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down country roads.
I can get you where you wanna go,
'Cause I'm a country boy.
Yeah, I'm a country boy.
Oh, I'm just a country boy,
A nice little country boy.
