Well she came down the stairs, she was wearing jeans and boots
Singing something George Strait outta 1992
When she opened up the fridge and reached around the wine
Tossed a cold one to me, I guess it's Miller time
She said: Take me somewhere we can get the truck muddy
Good God almighty, my baby's feeling country
I'm in till she calls it a night
She's got a neon green dance-with-me look in her eyes
She's twirling in her Tecovas
Her Wranglers better hold on tight
Watch out Tennessee, she's drinking Kentucky
Good God almighty
My baby's feeling country
We ain't been honky-tonking since I don't even know
When she's looking that way, you just say it, let's go
So we found a little hole-in-the-wall kinda joint
The band was just starting and I said: Here you go boys
Tossed a twenty in the jar, well there goes my money
You know what to play, my baby's feeling country
I'm in till she calls it a night
She's got a neon green dance-with-me look in her eyes
She's twirling in her Tecovas,
Her Wranglers better hold on tight
Watch out Tennessee, she's drinking Kentucky
Good God almighty
My baby's feeling country
She only gets like this
Once in a full blue Moon
And I don't wanna miss
One second of her honky-tonk attitude
Yeah, I'm in till she calls it a night
She's got a neon green, dance-with-me look in her eyes, that's right
She's twirling in her Tecovas, her Wranglers better hold on tight
Watch out Tennessee, she's drinking Kentucky
Good God almighty, my baby's feeling country
Good God almighty, my baby's feeling country
