Country Boy
by Alan Jackson
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Alan Jackson
"Country Boy"
Good Time, 2008
Songwriter: Alan Jackson
E D A
Excuse me ma’am, I saw you walk in
E D A
I turned around, I’m not a stalker
E D A
Where you goin? Maybe I can help ya
E G A
My tank is full, and I’d be obliged to take ya
Chorus:
E D A
I’m a country boy, I’ve got a 4 wheel drive
E D A
Pile in my bed, I can take ya for a ride
E D A
Up city streets, down country roads
E D A
I can get ya where you need to go
E D A
‘Cause I’m a country boy
You sure look good, sittin’ 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 or right uptown
Chorus
Solo ( E D A )
Bridge:
B
Big 35’s whinin’ on the asphalt
A
Grabbin’ mud, and slingin’ up some red dirt
E
Cause I’m a country boy
My muffler’s loud, dual Thrush tubes
I crank the music, the tone gets real good
Let me know when we’re gettin’ close
You can slide on out, or we can head on down the road
Chorus
B
Bucket seats, soft as baby’s new butt
A
Lockin’ hubs, that’ll take ya through a deep rut
Chorus (talked, light strumming)
Chorus x2
