You say you got a thing, for a man in worn out jeans A Stetson hat and them alligator boots So you want a man with rougher hands That does what them city boys can't Someone raised up with down home country roots Well now don't go thinking that's what you got Just because he says yee-haw
You ain't seen country yet, a genuine thoroughbred Kind that's been corn fed, straight from the stalk Until you've seen the real thing Shotguns trucks and porch swings And if you ain't made love to a Haggard cassette Well you ain't seen country yet
Come with me we'll take a ride, and I'll show you a good time Way back in the sticks where I call home I'm gonna take you to a place, where the roads don't have names Spend the night castin' lines and skippin' stones Well if you ain't seen the sun comin' up From the bed of a pickup truck
Then you ain't seen country yet, a genuine thoroughbred Kind that's been corn fed, straight from the stalk Until you've seen the real thing Shotguns trucks and porch swings And if you ain't made love to a Haggard cassette Well you ain't seen country yet No
No you ain't seen country yet, a genuine thoroughbred Kind that's been corn fed, straight from the stalk Until you've seen the real thing Shotguns trucks and porch swings And if you ain't made love to a Haggard cassette Well you ain't seen country yet No you ain't seen country yet
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