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Country Man
by Luke Bryan



You need hands
rough not soft
to come up and warm you up
up in that cold hayloft.
Let me hold ya little darlin' in my big strong arms.
Cant get these kind of muscles anywhere but a farm.

Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can.
I can grow my own groceries
and salt-cure a ham.
Hey baby I'm a country man.

I've got a jeep
with camoflauge seats
that way nobody sees us parked back up in these trees.
You little ipod is loaded down with Hoobastank
Don't be a tape-player hater girl we're groovin to Hank.

Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can.
I can hot-wire your tractor
and plow up your land.
Hey baby I'm a country man.

You like the ivy league
Humvee, tennis sweater type.
But girl I'm here to tell ya don't believe the hype.

Hey, I'm a country man
I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands.
Girl, ya better make it quick
I'm in high demand
Hey baby I'm a country man

Hey I'm a country man
Huntin me a good ole country girlfriend
Why don't ya come and join me in my new deer stand
Hey baby I'm a country man,
Hey baby I'm a country man.
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Lyrics submitted by Melissa.