| My left arm’s burnt from runnin' this truck
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| Up north on 2 tracks gettin' stuck in the mud
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| Window rolled down and my fist outside
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| My right still white cause I use it to drive
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| City folk laugh and people ask why
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| I tell ‘em this here’s a custom country boy tanline
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| Because I don’t need no light bulb bed
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| To bronze my body from my toes to my head
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| I got the sun to keep my neck red
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| If that turns you off you can’t slice my bread
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| It’s a beautiful day in the broad daylight
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| Workin' on these country boy tanlines
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| And I look like a coon with my polorize
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| From a long day fishin' runnin' flathead line
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| They help me do work I don’t compromise
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| Won’t even take 'em off when the sun don’t shine
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| White stripes from my ears leading up to my eyes
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| Yeah this here’s a custom country boy tanline
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| Because I don’t need no light bulb bed
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| To bronze my body from my toes to my head
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| I got the sun to keep my neck red
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| If that turns you off you can’t slice my bread
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| It’s a beautiful day in the broad daylight
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| Workin' on these country boy tanlines
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| And I go to the pool to jump off the high dive
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| I shed my t-shirt and the place goes blind
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| Legs and chest never see daylight
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| Blue jeans and boots is how I tractor ride
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| A farmer’s tan call it what you like
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| But this here’s a custom country boy tanline
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| Because I don’t need no light bulb bed
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| To bronze my body from my toes to my head
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| I got the sun to keep my neck red
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| If that turns you off you can’t slice my bread
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| It’s a beautiful day in the broad daylight
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| Workin' on these country boy tanlines
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| Aww work it
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| Lordy here she come in them cut off jeans
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| Bikini top the woman of my dreams
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| She takes it all off out behind the barn
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| I help her rub the oil with my 2 strong arms
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| She says it’s your turn throws my clothes aside
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| Now I’m a country boy workin' on my tanlines
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| Yeah
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| Because I don’t need no light bulb bed
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| To bronze my body from my toes to my head
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| I got the sun to keep my neck red
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| If that turns you off you can’t slice my bread
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| It’s a beautiful day in the broad daylight
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| Workin' on these country boy tanlines
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| Aww work it |