She got her smile on doggone
Nothin' in the world's wrong
We're rollin' down a
country road
She's my shotgun rider
I'm 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's hotter
than south Georgia in July
Man when I'm with her
I can't get enough of her
I got to kiss her
and I got to hug her
And brother she's mine
All mine
This ole boy got it goin' on
Got the good Lord
smilin' on me
Her big blue eyes
and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little
head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
We're in my old Ford
Oh Lord
Holes in my floor board
But she don't seem to mind
We park in a hay field
Fog up the windshield
My kind of killin' time
She sweetens my tea
and she butters my biscuit
I am who I am
And buddy she gets it
I ain't gotta change a thing
And I don't know if
it could get any better
But man if it does then I reckon
I better get to pickin' out a ring
This ole boy got it goin' on
Got the good Lord
smilin' on me
Her big blue eyes
and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little
head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
Yeah this ole boy got it goin' on
Got the good Lord
smilin' on me
Her big blue eyes
and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little
head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy
Yeah this ole boy
Nobody but this ole boy
Yeah this ole boy