[Verse 1]
You need hands, rough not soft
To come and warm you up, up in that cold hayloft
Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms
Can't get these kind of muscles anywhere but a farm

[Chorus]
Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can
I can grow my own groceries and salt cure a ham
Hey baby, I'm a country man

[Verse 2]
I've got a jeep with camouflage seats
That way nobody sees us parked back up in these trees
Your little iPod loaded down with Hoobastank
Don't be a tape player hater girl were cruising to Hank

[Chorus]
Hey, I'm a country man
A city boy can't do the things I can
I can grow my own groceries and salt cure a ham
Hey baby, I'm a country man

[Bridge]
You like the ivy league Humvee tennis sweater type
But girl, I'm here to tell you, don't believe the hype
[Chorus]
Hey, I'm a country man
I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands
Girl, you better move quick I'm in high demand
Hey, baby, I'm a country man

[Chorus]
Hey I'm a country man
Hunting me a good ol' country girlfriend
Why don't you come and join me in my new deer stand?
Hey, baby, I'm a country man
Hey, baby, I'm a country man