E A E E B
E A E E B E
Verse 1
E A E
You need hands, rough not soft
E B
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
E A E
Let me hold you little darlin in my big strong arms
E B E
Cant get these kinda muscles anywhere but a farm
Chorus 1
E A E
Hey, Im a country man
E B
A city boy cant do the things I can
E A E
I can grow my own groceries, and salt-cure a ham
E B E
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
E A E E B
E A E E B E
Verse 2
E A E
I got a JEEP, with camouflage seats
E B
That way nobody sees up parked back up in these trees
E A E
Your little IPods loaded down with Hoobastank
E B E
Dont be a tape player hater, girl were groovin to Hank.
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Chorus 2
E A E
Hey, Im a country man
E B
A city boy cant do the things I can
E A E
I can hotwire your tractor and plow up your land
E B E
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
Bridge
A
You like the Ivy League, Humvee, tennis sweater type
B
But girl Im to tell ya, dont believe the hype
Chorus
E A E
Hey, Im a country man
E B
I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
E A E
Girl, you better move quick, Im in high demand
E B E
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
E A E
Hey, Im country man
E B
Huntin me a good ole country girlfriend
E A F#
Why dont you come and join me in my new deer stand?
E B E
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
E B E
Hey, baby, Im a country man.
