You got it all, boy
Everything I want, boy
Got that style, perfect smile
Everything I'd fall for
Everything except that
There's a little red flag
Yeah, there's only one thing
That you're missing
Not tryna blame you 'cause it's not your fault
Ain't hating your roots, but you might wanna
Think about trying to change up the dial
'Cause I woulda liked you if you liked country music
Ooh, country music
If you wanna be my boy
Then you gotta at least try, boy
Sam and Johnny, Luke and Dolly
Get you right, boy
Mighta not grown up on
Singin' all of those songs
But if you like me, that's not beyond fixing
Not trying to blame you, 'cause it's not your fault
Ain't hating your roots, but you might wanna
Think about trying to change up the dial
'Cause I woulda liked you if you liked country music
If you did, you'd roll them windows down and cruise
You'd leave a little bit of dirt up on them boots
You'd drop that tailgate when we park under the moon
You'd be that boy I couldn't lose if you liked country music (hey)
Ooh, country music (hey)
Not trying to blame you, 'cause it's not your fault
Ain't hating your roots, but you might wanna
Think about trying to change up the dial
'Cause I woulda liked you
(One, two, three, four)
Not trying to blame you, 'cause it's not your fault
Ain't hating your roots, but you might wanna
Think about trying to change up the dial
'Cause I woulda liked you if you liked country music
If you did, you'd roll them windows down and cruise
You'd leave a little bit of dirt up on them boots
You'd drop that tailgate when we park under the moon
You'd be that boy I couldn't lose if you liked country music