She got her smile on, doggone nothing in the world's wrong
We're rolling down a country road
She's my shotgun rider, I'm the lucky dog beside her

My lips are where her kisses go
She loves when we go to the river and get in the water
And buddy she's hotter than south Georgia in July

Man when I'm with her I can't get enough of her
I got to kiss her and I got to hug her
And brother she's mine all mine


This ole boy got it going on,
I got the good Lord smiling on me

Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder

Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy


We're in my old Ford oh Lord, holes in my floor board
But she don't seem to mind
We park in a hay field, fog up the windshield

My kind of killing time
She sweetens my tea and butters my biscuit
I am who I am and brother she gets it

I ain't gotta change a thing
I don't know if it could get any better
But man if it does then I reckon I better get to picking out a ring


This ole boy got it going on,
I got the good Lord smiling on me

Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine
Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder

Nobody else gets to hold her
But this ole boy


This ole boy got it going on,
I got the good Lord smiling on me
Her big blue eyes and the sweet red wine

Got me buzzin' like a bee
She's got her pretty little head on my shoulder
Nobody else gets to hold her

But this ole boy

Oh, this ole boy

She got her smile on, doggone nothing in the world's wrong