Story Behind The Song

Country Boy singing about his love for a smart, sexy, sassy, Country Gal...

Lyrics

You're My Country Swagger
Fred C. Bruckner

Verse 1
Love how you shimmy in those snakeskin boots
Your hair blowing in the wind just like Daisy Duke's
Falling ever lost in your bonnie blue eyes
Get me raring to go when you sport those black thigh highs

Whether you're all dolled up or down and dirty
That hot red dress with a little bit of flirty
Pigtails or a ponytail in cutoff jeans
You set the styles at the hottest Music City scenes

Chorus
You're lightning in a bottle
Running on full throttle
Booming like thunder
Sounding like no other

Hit me so hard
You knock me to a stagger
No doubt about it, girl,
You're my country swagger

Verse 2
Love how you strut that fashion model walk
Hearing that little draw in your southern gal talk
A smart and sassy whip never caring what others think
No cosmos for you shooting Jack straight is your drink

Always good to go with plenty left in the tank
Love listening to country tops are Garth, Dierks and Hank
A frisky filly out running wild and free
There's no way of corralling, this cowboy's dream stampede

Chorus

Bridge
You're my country love who knows how to play
Time for us to saddle up girl and just ride away

Chorus


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