Luke Bryan - Country Man Verse 1 You need hands, rough not soft To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft Let me hold you little darlin in my big strong arms Cant get these kinda muscles anywhere but a farm Chorus 1 Hey, Im a country man A city boy cant do the things I can I can grow my own groceries, and salt-cure a ham Hey, baby, Im a country man. Verse 2 I got a JEEP, with camouflage seats That way nobody sees up parked back up in these trees Your little IPods loaded down with Hoobastank Dont be a tape player hater, girl were groovin to Hank. Chorus 2 Hey, Im a country man A city boy cant do the things I can I can hotwire your tractor and plow up your land Hey, baby, Im a country man. Bridge You like the Ivy League, Humvee, tennis sweater type But girl Im to tell ya, dont believe the hype Chorus Hey, Im a country man I can wrestle hogs and gators with my two bare hands Girl, you better move quick, Im in high demand Hey, baby, Im a country man. Hey, Im country man Huntin me a good ole country girlfriend Why dont you come and join me in my new deer stand? Hey, baby, Im a country man. Hey, baby, Im a country man.