when she puts on them jeans

i climbed off that rusty farm hog

covered head to boot with dirt. i rinsed off quick in a swimming hole

throw me on a clean shirt. cause i know my baby's sittin there waiting

rockin on a porch swing. she ain't clueless

she knows what she's doin and how it gets to me. when she puts on them jeans

climbs up in my truck

she kicks up her bare feet

and i'm sweatin bullets son. it's almost blinding

but my eyes ain't minding. she's the best thing this back road boy has ever seen

when she puts on them jeans. sittin in the back pue

listening to the preacher talk. i'm preachin 'bout being thankful and lord

i'm sure thankin god. she's got me in a mess with that sundress

yeah my baby

she's on fire. we were late for the sermon

the hymns we never heard and neither did hear the choir. when she puts on them jeans

climbs up in my truck

she kicks up her bare feet

and i'm sweatin bullets son. it's almost blinding

but my eyes ain't minding. she's the best thing this back road boy has ever seen

when she puts on them jeans. when she puts on them jeans

climbs up in my truck

she kicks up her bare feet

and i'm sweatin bullets son. it's almost blinding

but my eyes ain't minding. she's the best thing this back road boy has ever seen

when she puts on them jeans. when she puts on them jeans

son.