Williams Riley - Country Livin' lyrics

Here we go boys, whoo! It ain't the truck, it ain't the tractor That gives a country boy his X-factor It ain't how we roll that gets you where you wanna go It ain't the horse, it ain't the barn That keeps you comin' back to the farm For a little more E-I-E-I-OH It ain't the grits, it ain't the gravy It's that slow southern draw, callin' you baby That's what our women love about country livin' Now listen up! It ain't the boots, it ain't the hat That makes a real cowboy all that An 8 second ride ain't the way I rodeo Giddy-up! It ain't the ribs or mama's chicken It's another recipe that keeps ya finger-lickin' That's what our women love about country livin' That's what our women love about country livin' Ah, you shake it girl The fields are green, the skies are blue From that ole hayloft it's quite a view When we get hot we just go skinny dippin' That's what our women love about country livin' That's what our women love about country livin' That's what our women love about country livin' Women love country livin' Women love country livin' Women love country livin' Women love country livin' Women love country livin' Bring it on in here, girls Women love country livin' C'mon! Women love country livin' (Oh, I think I here ya mama callin') Women love country livin' (Tell her you ain't never comin' home) Women love, women love country livin', yeah