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Country Boy - JD McPherson



     
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Excuse me ma'am, I saw you walking
I turned around, I’m not a stalker
Where you going? Maybe I can help you
My tank is full, I’d be obliged to take you
‘Cause I’m a country boy, I got a four-wheel drive
Climb in my bed and I’ll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down country roads
I can get you where you need to go
‘Cause I’m a country boy
You sure look good sitting in my right seat
Buckle up and I’ll take you through the five speeds
Wind it up or I can slow it way down
In the woods or right up town
I’m a country boy, got a four-wheel drive
Climb in my bed and I’ll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down country roads
Yeah, I can get you where you need to go
‘Cause I’m a country boy

Big thirty-fives, winding on the asphalt
Grabbing mud and slinging up some red dirt
‘Cause I’m a country boy
My muffler’s loud, dual thrust tubes
Crank the music and the tone gets real good
Let me know when we're getting close
You can slide on out or we can head on down the road
‘Cause I’m a country boy, I got a four-wheel drive
Climb in my bed and I’ll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down country roads
Yeah, I can get you where you want to go
‘Cause I’m a country boy
Bucket seats, soft as baby’s nude butt
Locking [incomprehensible] to take you through a deep rut
‘Cause I’m a country boy, I got a four-wheel drive
Climb in my bed and I’ll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down winding roads
Yeah, I can get you where you need to go
‘Cause I’m a country boy
Yeah, I’m a country boy, I got a four-wheel drive
Climb in my bed and I’ll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down country roads
I can get you where you want to go
‘Cause I’m a country boy, yeah, I’m a country boy
Ah, I’m just a country boy, a nice little country boy

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Sometimes the most American of settings can reveal the deepest artistic talents the world has ever known. Johnny Cash on the farms of Arkansas, Mike Ness on the mean streets of Los Angeles, and a skinny kid from the ghettos of Tupelo named Elvis who happened to be brimming with soul. JD Mcpherson is one of those talents cut from that same artistic cloth. Growing up in southern Oklahoma, Mcpherson, the progeny of an ex-military, farming father and “good word” preaching mother, Mcpherson had an intriguing childhood and those influences shine blissfully through his music.

Read more about JD McPherson on Last.fm.


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