Tell A Country Boy

Now he ain't much for talkin'

But he means every word he says

And that color on his arms and neck

Ain't from no tanning bed

Leaves no doubt 'bout where he stands

On a Chevy or the Lord, yeah

You can always tell a country boy

Now his idea of heaven

Is home sweet home east Tennessee

But for a girl like you he would pull up roots

And move down the road a piece

He'll always take his own sweet time

If you give him a choice, yeah

You can always tell a country boy

Yeah you can always tell him

But you can't tell him much

'Cause all he's ever gonna be

Is who he always was

A cross between his old man

And his momma's pride and joy

You can always tell a country boy

He'll go off and take a long walk

When he needs some time to think

Might even let you drive his truck

When he's had too much to drink

'Bout as true blue as Old Glory

Waitin' out there on the porch

You can always tell a country boy

Yeah you can always tell him

But you can't tell him much

Sometimes his gears'll turn so slow

You swear they're gonna rust

From the way he bangs that old guitar

To the gravel in his voice

You can always tell a country boy

You can drag him from the country every now and then,

But you can't drag the forty acres out of him…

Yeah you can always tell him

But you can't tell him much

He's on a fence about a lot of things

But on you his mind's made up

'Cause he swears there's nothin' sweeter

Than the sweet sound of your voice

You can always tell a country boy

Now whatever's on your heart

Come on and tell this country boy