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Backstory:

Got the idea for this song after watching current country videos on YouTube mainly Jason Aldean and Blake Shelton                                                                   

Lyrics:

                                                  

Verse:
I was mending my fence when I spotted her Benz. She was spinning her wheels in a ditch.
I said excuse me ma'am let me give you a hand I'm an expert in matters like this. 

She said you're kind of cute but I'm just passing thru and tho you seem harmless enough, where I come from we don't bite our tongues, tell me what do country boys know about love? 

Pre Chorus:
Ma'am I don't know who you've been listening to but country boys know plenty 'bout love 

Chorus:
Love me some good hard whiskey, my Ford F-150 
My mama's fried chickin', Daddy's guitar pickin'
Love all of my neighbors who ain't never met a stranger
And the cuties at the club now tell me that ain't love 

Verse:
She was high and sadity come down from the city said she wasn't looking for love.
And it's a sure bet we would never have met if she wasn't stuck in the mud. 

If opposites attract we should have been a match but she branded me as unrefined.
Said she preferred and dated the more sophisticated and I just wasn't her kind. 

Pre Chorus:
I swear I don't know who she's been listening to but country boys know plenty 'bout love 

Chorus:
Love me some good hard whiskey, my Ford F-150 
My Mama's fried chickin', Daddy's guitar pickin'
Love all of my neighbors who ain't never met a stranger
And the cuties at the club now tell me that ain't love 

Bridge:
And maybe you didn't hear 
How Hank cried in his beer 
Or why Kenny wanted To Be Somewhere
What do you think 
Made Meryl stay and drink 
And Rascal Flatts beg Take Me There 

Verse:
I was disappointed not being anointed, she wouldn't give this ole boy a chance.
Thinking I couldn't charm her cuz I was a farmer that's no way to start a romance.
I went back to my truck & cranked the music way up and sang at the top of my lungs 

Chorus:
Love me some good hard whiskey, my Ford F-150 
My Mama's fried chickin', Daddy's guitar pickin'
Love all of my neighbors who ain't never met a stranger
And the cuties at the club now tell me that ain't love