Rowdy Gentle Man

Girls ain't lookin' for a high-dollar steak They're lookin' for a longneck on a tailgate Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man They ain't lookin' for a yacht on the south of France day They're lookin' for a boogie board out on the lake Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man It ain't a golf pro or a football type It's an '87 Chevy with a three-flag flyin' Like a one, two, three, baby, poppin' a top Risky business slidin' across the floor in his socks A badass truck and a Bocephus song A fist-fightin' boy who rights his own wrongs And knows who he is with some dirt on his hands Ain't livin' for a like on Instagram Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man It ain't prancin' around in Yves Saint Laurent It's cowboy boots and a honkytonk Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man It ain't a three-piece suit and a five-year plan It's a cutoff shirt with a farmer's tan Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man Wanna take her to church, wanna take her to bed Give her one good shoulder to lay her head Like a one, two, three, baby, poppin' a top Risky business slidin' across the floor in his socks A badass truck and a Bocephus song A fist-fightin' boy who rights his own wrongs And knows who he is with some dirt on his hands Ain't livin' for a like on Instagram Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man, alright Now if the whole world ends, he's got a gameplan It's a hand-me-down rifle and some corn he can plant Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man Like a one, two, three, baby, poppin' a top Risky business slidin' across the floor in his socks A badass truck and a Bocephus song A fist-fightin' boy who rights his own wrongs And knows who he is with some dirt on his hands Ain't livin' for a like on Instagram Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man I said, "Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man" I said, "Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man" That's right