My Kinda Country

Shotgun shells in my pocket from hunting with my daddy. Wrapped up in a camo jacket all winter long. Got a brand new pick up truck first thing I do is get it stuck riding through the back roads of my crazy little town. Mudding on a Saturday. Church all dirty on Sunday. School so tired on Monday. Wild party nights on Friday. Little blue jean cut shorts with some cowboy boots. Rocking a party til dawn with a pretty boy. Guys in trucks are my weakness, let me climb up on your tailgate. Take me for a spin in the moonlight, you know it's gonna be alright. All I ever have is all night so let me climb up on your side. It's so close to midnight, so take me on a country ride. Lets let the tailgate down, take me out of this town. Lay down with me and stare at all the stars so rare. You know just how to get me going oh, you know what you're doing, don't ya? I just want to keep you close, 'cause baby you're my kinda country