She hates goin' anywhere in my old truck   She says it's always muddy and it rides so rough   And there ain't no graceful way to climb up in a dress   Yeah, I'm about as country as she gets      I might get her on the lake to fish with me   If the water's smooth and the sky is blue with a nice cool breeze   But anything we catch, I'll have to clean myself   'Cause I'm about as country as she gets      She'll slip off a pair of heels   Walk barefoot across the field   Climb up on a fence just to be near me   Sometimes I think that horse still scares her half-to-death   Yeah, I'm about as country as she gets      She likes bein' within spendin' distance of a mall   An' havin' enough bars to make a cell phone call   Put her in a crowd and she's right in her element   Yeah, I'm about as country as she gets      But she'll slip out on the porch sometimes   When that sun's low in the sky   Pull up a rockin' chair just to be with me   Until that first big June bug buzzes by her head   You see, I'm about as country as she gets      Yeah, I'm about as country as she gets   She hates goin' anywhere in my old truck