Songwriters: Akins, Rhett; Davidson, Dallas; Hayslip, Ben

She got her smile on

Dog gone, nothin' in the world's wrong
We're rollin' 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 gotta kiss her, and I gotta hug her

And brother, she's mine all mine

This ole boy got it goin' on

Got the good Lord smilin' 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 floorboard

But she don't seem to mind
We park in a hayfield
Fog up the windshield

My kind of killin' time

She sweetens my tea and butters my biscuit

I am who I am, and buddy, 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 pickin' out a ring


This ole boy got it goin' on
Got the good Lord smilin' 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

Yeah, this ole boy got it goin' on

Got the good Lord smilin' 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


Yeah, this ole boy
Nobody but this ole boy

This ole boy