歌词
Rolling plains that will lead me back I'm coming home to you
I'll be there in one more day
When I get home I will take her out dancing late at night
Under the stars of a country sky
See them waking at the crack of dawn
'Cause they don't make them like that any more
From his beat up truck to his faded jeans
Working hands that show he's real
He's been around the world just to find that he
He's a country boy
He's got himself a little lady that he calls his own back home
And a few kids that call him Dad
When he gets home he will pick them up and watch their faces smile
Under the sun of a country sky
See them waking at the crack of dawn
'Cause they don't make them like that any more
From his beat up truck to his faded jeans
Working hands that show he's real
He's been around the world just to find that he
He's a country boy
They don't make them like they used to
They don't make them like they want to
Be a harder working man
From his beat up truck to his faded jeans
Working hands that show he's real
He's been around the world just to find that he
From his beat up truck to his faded jeans
Working hands that show he's real
He's been around the world just to find that he
He's a country boy
Written by: Andrew Vacopoulos
