| From the moment that she buckles up
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| She’s playin' DJ in my pickup truck
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| She changes stations to her rock 'n' roll
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| And I would never think to tell her no
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| She leans in close, and kisses on my cheek
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| I’m swervin' down the road
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| Goosebumps down to my feet
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| I’m just a blue jean, red wing kinda guy
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| Gettin' better at barely gettin' by
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| Just a good 'ol boy, I don’t know why
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| She hangs around with me
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| I don’t have much that I can give
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| But so much life I’ve yet to live
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| That takes the miracle she is, to understand
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| She takes me by the hand and loves me for the man
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| I Almost Am
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| If I really save my pennies right
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| I’ll buy that diamond ring she swears she doesn’t like
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| I tell her someday soon, we’ll live all our dreams
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| And like a Sunday congregation she believes
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| Now I’m still not
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| All that I can be
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| But I won’t stop
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| 'Til I’m everything she needs
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| I’m just a blue jean, red wing kinda guy
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| Gettin' better at barely gettin' by
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| Just a good 'ol boy, I don’t know why
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| She hangs around with me
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| I don’t have much that I can give
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| But so much life I’ve yet to live
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| That takes the miracle she is to understand
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| She takes me by the hand and loves me for the man
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| I Almost Am
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| And I know someday
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| I’ll get that house outside of town
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| But she reminds me always
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| That she don’t care about that stuff
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| She won’t forget she fell in love
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| With a blue jean, red wing kinda guy
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| Gettin' better at barely gettin' by
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| Just a good 'ol boy, I don’t know why
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| She hangs around with me
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| I don’t have much that I can give
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| But so much life I’ve yet to live
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| That takes the miracle she is to understand
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| She takes me by the hand and loves me for the man
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| I Almost Am
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| And I Almost Am |