My Kind Of Country lyrics
I don't mess with the monkey
Let him roll right off my back
I fly like a bee to the honies
Turn a bar to an all out love shack
Can I get an amen, a hallelujah
A little splash of the Coke in my Black Jack
Don't let this black-tie fool ya
I'm a down home groover, a midnight mover
Give me and my bulldog
Sitting on the front porch
Old man Willie be banging on the G-chord
Little girlfriend cooking up a chicken
Sipping on the liquor, everybody listening
'Round here got the laid back low-down
Little bit of Waylon, whole lot of Motown
Might sound just a little bit funky
But hey ya'll, that's my kind of country
I ain't hearing no lip son, drag ya
In the dirt like Tonka toy, boy
We don't play that where i come from
Hell yeah, I'm a momma's boy
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Give me and my bulldog
Sitting on the front porch
Old man Willie be banging on the G-chord
Little girlfriend cooking up a chicken
Sipping on the liquor, everybody listening
'Round here got the laid back low-down
Little bit of Waylon, whole lot of Motown
Might sound just a little bit funky
But hey ya'll, that's my kind of country
Give me and my bulldog
Sitting on the front porch
Old man Willie be banging on the G-chord
Little girlfriend cooking up a chicken
Sipping on the liquor, everybody listening
'Round here got the laid back low-down
Little bit of Waylon, whole lot of Motown
Might sound just a little bit funky
But hey ya'll, that's my kind of country
It's my kind of country
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