She got her smile on, dogon nothing in the worlds wrong Rolling down a country road Shes my shotgun rider Im 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 is hotter than south Georgia in July Man when Im with her I cant get enough of her I got to kiss her and I got to hug her And brother shes mine all mine This ole boy got it going on Got the good lord smiling on me Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine Got me buzzin like a bee Shes got her pretty little head on my shoulder Nobody else gets to hold her But this ole boy Were in my old ford oh lord Holes in my floor board But she dont seem to mind We park in a hay field Fog up the windshield My kind of killing time She sweetens my tea and she butters my biscuit I am who I am and buddy she gets it I aint got to change a thing And I dont know if it could get any better But man if it does then i reckon i better get to picking out a ring This ole boy got it going on Got the good lord smiling on me Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine Got me buzzin like a bee Shes got her pretty little head on my shoulder Nobody else gets to hold her But this ole boy Yeah, this ole boy got it going on Got the good lord smiling on me Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine Got me buzzin like a bee Shes 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 This ole boy
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