Countrified

He's got me boot-scoot stomping on an old barn floor He's got a real wild side, and I want him more

I love it when he dusts off his worn out jeans

It really gets me goin' if you, know what I mean

He's Countrified

He's got a John Deere tractor

He's so fine

Got me hollering faster

He slings a little mud in his four wheel drive Got me shifting gears

And feeling fine

That boy is Countrified

I love his old, loud, beat up pick up truck

He really gets me going when he tears it up

I know he'll take me one for a helluva ride

In this one-horse town, with his American pride

He's Countrified

He's got a John Deere tractor

He's so fine

Got me hollering faster

He slings a little mud in his four wheel drive Got me shifting gears

And feeling fine

That boy is Countrified

He's Countrified

He's got a John Deere tractor

He's so fine

Got me hollering faster

He slings a little mud in his four wheel drive Got me shifting gears

And feeling fine

He's Countrified

He's got a John Deere tractor

He's so fine

Got me hollering faster

He slings a little mud in his four wheel drive Got me shifting gears

And feeling fine

That boy is Countrified