He ain't the kind to lie and tell ya he can rope the moon But I know that he'd die trying if I asked him to And there ain't nothin' new about his old Chevrolet But when I need him, I ain't gotta ask It's foot on the gas, he's on the way He's a little Waylon Jennings on a Friday night Mess with me, you're gonna see him fight He's a don't quit 'til the job's done If you need a cold beer, bet you he's got one He'll give you that shirt right off his back The Bible and his mama taught him how to act To anybody else he's just a small town, settle down Nothin' but a good old boy But he's my man Outside looking in, he seems easy to read But there's a let's just turn out the light Little look in his eye, only I get to see He's good with his hands, and he understands what a woman needs Ain't nobody can reel me in quite like he can He's a little Waylon Jennings on a Friday night Mess with me, you're gonna see him fight He's a don't quit 'til the jobs done If you need a cold beer, bet you he's got one He'll give you that shirt right off his back The Bible and his mama taught him how to act To anybody else, he's just a small town, settle down Nothin' but a good old boy He ain't the kind of guy to talk about himself at all But if you ask me, I could go on and on and on He's a little Waylon Jennings on a Friday night Mess with me, you're gonna see him fight He's a don't quit 'til the jobs done They don't make 'em better, you'll never find one He'll give that shirt right off his back The Bible and his mama taught him how to act To anybody else, he's just a small town, settle down Nothin' but a good old boy But he's my man To anybody else, he's just a small town, settle down Nothin' but a good old boy But he's my man