COUNTRY BOY, CITY SLICKER

©Emmets, Lisa Aschmann

​

 

It was my first county fair

We danced a waltz in the cool night air

Never thought the man of my dreams

Would be wearin’ cowboy boots and jeans

 

CHORUS: He’s a country boy, I’m a city slicker

I like the blues, he’s a bluegrass picker

I drink Perrier, he’d rather have liquor

But I love that country boy and he loves this city slicker

 

Grits and gravy are his cup of tea

The theater and sushi really suit me

He rides a horse, I ride the train

All my friends say I’m insane

 

CHORUS

 

 

BRIDGE:

It’s love that holds us together, love that wins my heart

Doesn’t really matter whether he’s up on modern art

 

CHORUS