Lyrics

Always said she was a fan of a bow-tie boy Lift kit sittin' dirt road type boy Runnin' round town makin' straight pipe noise With a year-round short bed deer decoy 4 by 4 in a ditch But that ain't the kinda guy she's with Cause he drives a Ford and I drive a Chevy He drinks them Bud Light I drink 'em heavy Ain't nothin' wrong with either side Except he's with the girl that used to be mine Holdin' her hand in a cleaned up Platinum Ain't ever seen a field or a tractor I'm kickin' up dust wonderin' why she left me Cause he drives a Ford, and I drive a Chevy Bet the whole farm the only wore out His boots get is when he wears 'em downtown He's never hung a trotline, buckshot a stop sign Never dropped a drop tine, nah 4 by 4 in a ditch But that ain't the kinda guy she's with Cause he drives a Ford and I drive a Chevy He drinks them Bud Light I drink 'em heavy Ain't nothin' wrong with either side Except he's with the girl that used to be mine Holdin' her hand in a cleaned up Platinum Ain't ever seen a field or a tractor I'm kickin' up dust wonderin' why she left me Cause he drives a Ford, and I drive a Chevy Bet he's buyin' her front porch flowers at Lowe's Cause he don't know where the wild ones grow He drives a Ford and I drive a Chevy He drinks them Bud Light I drink 'em heavy Nothin' wrong with either side Except he's with the girl that used to be mine Holdin' her hand in a cleaned up Platinum Ain't ever seen a field or a tractor I'm kickin' up dust wonderin' why she left me Cause he drives a Ford, and I drive a Chevy Yeah, I drive a Chevy Yeah, I drive a Chevy
Writer(s): Rian Wayne Ball, Josh Michael Phillips, Heath Warren, Austin Michael Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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