Well the weatherman said it might storm today
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I gotta hit the field
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Gotta bail some hay
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And I can't let it rain on my daddy's farm
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Til I get it all stacked up high in the barn
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And I'm gonna call my baby
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She's been waiting on me
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She lives down town on Sycamore Street
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And the wheels on the black top
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A startin' to whine
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As I pass that Oklahoma City limit sign
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I'm a hayseed
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And a plow boy
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I'm a farm kid
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And a cowboy
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I'm a roughneck
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My daddy was a roughneck too
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I run around with hillbilly girls
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The weekend sits on my hillbilly world
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You better be ready when the sun goes down
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That's when country comes to town
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Well her Daddy said child you better let him be
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Well I don't like him and he sire don't like me
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Momma just says ya'll have a little fun
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Ain't doin' nothing me and papa ain't done
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Open up the door to my pick-up truck
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And my baby jumps in and she fires it up
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And she gives me a kiss
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As I crawl in
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We've been waiting all week for a weekend
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I'm a hayseed
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And a plow boy
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I'm a farm kid
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And a cowboy
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I'm a roughneck
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My daddy was a roughneck too
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I run around with hillbilly girls
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The weekend sits on my hillbilly world
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You better be ready when the sun goes down
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That's when country comes to town
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Yeah it's true I run around with hillbilly girls
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The weekend sits on my hillbilly world
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You better be ready when the sun goes down
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Cause that's when country comes to town
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Here I come
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Country Comes To Town
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| Toby Keith |
