Hey baby, I'm a country man
Hey baby, I'm a country man
But girl, I'm here to tell you don't believe the hype
Can't get these kinda muscles anywhere but a farm
I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
Don't be a tape player hater girl we're grooving to Hank
Hey, I'm a country man

I've got a jeep with camouflage seats
Hey baby, I'm a country man
You like the ivy league, Humvee, tennis sweater type
Hey baby, I'm a country man

Hey I'm a country man

Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms
A city boy can't do the things I can
A city boy can't do the things I can
Why don't you come and join me in my new deer stand

Girl, you better move quick I'm in high demand
That way nobody sees us parked back up in these trees

Hey baby, I'm a country man
Hey, I'm a country man
Hey, I'm a country man hunting me a good ole' country girlfriend
I can hotwire your tractor and plough up your land
Your little ipod's loaded down with Hoobastank
I can grow my own groceries and salt cure a ham