Lyrics:
He wears tall black bootsHas Porter Wagoner suitsGot a four wheeler, that's all wrongNow his palace is a lotOn a rough, rocky topAnd a bright red bobo onHe flies the red, white and blueAnd I'm telling youHe knows how to honky tonk all nightWhen he pulls up in his truckAll the guys are out of luckThe girls know his reputation is fineHe's Don Juan D'BubbaHe's got a Spanish motherBut his daddy worked in a coal mineHe cooks squirrel hors d'oeuvresAnd he only servesThe very cheapest supermarket wineNow he's cool as a ruleHe's nobody's foolIf there's a partyHe's the first to be foundDon Juan D'BubbaThe hillbilly loverBlue Ribbon country houndHe's a playboy trueAnd he pitches his wooTo a different girl every nightHe's a practical jokerA smooth talkin' strokerA real man if you want a fightAnd when he gets on a rollHe puts on a showBarnum and Bailey ain't never seenHe is fine and dandyHandsome and handyBubba's in every country girl's dreamHe's Don Juan D'BubbaHe's got a Spanish motherBut his daddy worked in a coal mineHe cooks you squirrel hors d'oeuvresAnd he only servesThe very cheapest supermarket wineNow he's cool as a ruleNobody's foolMake him the man you don't want to be aroundDon Juan D'BubbaThe legendary loverBlue Ribbon country houndDon Juan D'BubbaThe legendary loverBlue Ribbon country hound