Lyrics:

I got a little picture painted in my mind
Of that special, not so perfect guy
My heart wants me to find
He ain't too pretty, he ain't too sweet
A little rough around the edges
Cute and country just like me
One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin'
Mama lovin', fishin' pole carryin'
Swears a John Deere revvin' up
Is music instead of noise
Dirt road, 4-wheel drivin'
Riverside Saturday night and
Sunday mornin' church goin' kinda boys
He ain't gotta have money or a brand new truck
But he better shake my daddy's hand
When he comes to pick me up
Gotta be a little reckless, a whole lotta fun
And he's gotta know my midnight curfew
Don't mean 12:01
One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin'
Mama lovin', fishin' pole carryin'
Swears a John Deere revvin' up
Is music instead of noise
Dirt road, 4-wheel drivin'
Riverside Saturday night and
Sunday mornin' church goin' kinda boys
One of those corn-fed, bonfires
Goin' down a hill in a tractor tire
Cow tippin', rope swingin'
Backwoods, front porch singin' boys
Yeah
One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin'
Mama lovin', fishin' pole carryin'
Swears a John Deere revvin' up
Is music instead of noise
Dirt road, 4-wheel drivin'
Riverside Saturday night and
Sunday mornin' church goin' kinda boys
Sunday mornin' church goin' kinda boys
Sunday mornin' church goin' kinda boys
Yeah
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