You'll never hear me knockin' an old pair of boots A man who wears his Wranglers for Sunday suit The kind that ain't afraid to get dirt on his hands And bring you fresh daisies in a coffee can I like a man to ride me 'round pick-up style Tip his hat and wink at me, shoot me a smile Take me two-steppin' at the honky tonk Yeah that kind of man ain't...Learn More