She likes an ice cold Bud pressed against her hand Standing on the porch looking ‘cross our land Seeing the bass hit that top water And that was my kind of woman first time I saw her. Yeah she looks good on my tractor, good on my truck Good on my bed when the sun comes up She’s good with a cane pole, good with a gun It’s corn bread and sweet tea where she’s from She’s my kind of woman, good as they come.
Posted on: Wed, 05 Jun 2013 12:58:06 +0000
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