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With applogies to Trace Atkins
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He grew up in the city in a little subdivision,
His daddy wore a tie, Momma never fried a chicken,
Soccer, Straight A's, Most likely to succeed

They bought him a car after graduation
Sent him down south for some higher education
Put him on the fast track to a law degree

Now he's comin home to visit
holdin the hand
Of a wild-eyed boy
with a farmer's tan

And he's ridin in the middle of their pickup truck
Blarin Charlie Daniels yellin, 'Turn it up!'
They raised him up a man
but there's one thing they couldn't avoid
Some guys love country boys

(You know its true)

Yeah, you know momma's and daddy's want better for their sons
Hope they'll settle down with a full blown beauty queen
In their uptown, ball gown, hand-me-down royalty

They never understand
why their princes' falls
For some camouflage britches
and a southern boy drawl

Or why he's ridin in the middle of a pickup truck
Blarin Hank Jr. yellin, 'Turn it up!'
They raised him up a man
but there's one thing they couldn't avoid
Some guys love country boys

(oooh, get country with it)

You can train 'em
You can try to teach 'em right from wrong
But it's still gonna turn 'em on

When they go ridin in the middle of a pickup truck
Blarin Lynyrd Skynyrd yellin, 'Turn it up!'
You can raise them up as straights
but there's one thing you jus can't avoid
Some guys love country boys

They love us country boys
Ooooooh yeah
It's that country thing you know