This Ole Boy

She got her smile on, dogon nothing in the worlds wrong
Rolling down a country road
Shes my shotgun rider
Im the lucky dog beside her
My lips are where her kisses go
She loves when we go to the river and get in the water
And buddy she is hotter than south Georgia in July
Man when Im with her I cant get enough of her
I got to kiss her and I got to hug her
And brother shes mine all mine
This ole boy got it going on,
Got the good lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin like a bee
Shes got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
Were in my old ford oh lord
Holes in my floor board
But she dont seem to mind
We park in a hay field
Fog up the windshield
My kind of killing time
She sweetens my tea and she butters my biscuit
I am who I am and buddy she gets it
I aint got to change a thing
And I dont know if it could get any better
But man if it does then i reckon i better get to picking out a ring
This ole boy got it going on,
Got the good lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin like a bee
Shes got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
Yeah, this ole boy got it going on,
Got the good lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin like a bee
Shes got her pretty little head onmy shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
Yeah this ole boy
Nobody but this ole boy
This ole boy