Luke Bryan - Country Man Lyrics

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You need hands, rough not soft 
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft 
Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms 
Can't 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 camouflage seats 
That way nobody sees us parked back up in these trees 
Your little i-pod loaded down with hoobastank 
Don't be a tape player hater girl were groovin' to Hank 

Hey I'm a country man a city boy can't do the things I can 
I can hotwire your tractor and plow up your land 
Hey baby I'm a country man 

You like the ivy league hum-v tennis sweater type 
But girl I'm here to tell you don't believe the hype 

Hey I'm a country man I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands 
Girl you better move quick I'm in high demand 
Hey baby I'm a country man 

Hey I'm a country man huntinh me a good ole' 
country girlfriend 
Why don't you 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 on 25-08-2007
lyrics corrected by hype not high on 13-09-2008