From my ranching days and days I wish I was still ranching
Lyrics
Someone said friends dont let friends line dance
Cause thats not what cowboys do
I prefer to dance one on one
So I can enjoy the view
My hat is a Stetson or maybe a Bailey
It is weather worn and but fits like new
If you want Sunday best on a Friday night
I have a clue for you
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I dont were Armani, I dont own a Prada
My jeans are all still blue
Youll need to take me as I am
Wrangler and Carhartt will just have to do
I drive an old Ford F-150 truck
It leaks just a bit of oil
But I can park it anywhere
There is no new paint to spoil
Some say I clean up pretty darn good
And I can dance a mean country swing
But try and dress me like them city boys
And it will be the last you see of me
Chorus
My Justin boots are made in the USA
And Coors Originals my beer of choice
I go to bed tired from a day of hard work
And go to sleep to Hank seniors voice
So dont expect me to get dressed up
Im a simple man with simple needs
And I dont eat tofu, sushi, or sprouts
Its Meat and potatoes for me
(corus)
