Rowdy Gentle Man

Girls ain't lookin' for a high-dollar steak

They're lookin' for a longneck on a tailgate

Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man

They ain't lookin' for a yacht on the south of France day

They're lookin' for a boogie board out on the lake

Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man

It ain't a golf pro or a football type

It's an '87 Chevy with a three-flag flyin'

Like a one, two, three, baby, poppin' a top

Risky business slidin' across the floor in his socks

A badass truck and a Bocephus song

A fist-fightin' boy who rights his own wrongs

And knows who he is with some dirt on his hands

Ain't livin' for a like on Instagram

Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man

It ain't prancin' around in Yves Saint Laurent

It's cowboy boots and a honkytonk

Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man

It ain't a three-piece suit and a five-year plan

It's a cutoff shirt with a farmer's tan

Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man

Wanna take her to church, wanna take her to bed

Give her one good shoulder to lay her head

Like a one, two, three, baby, poppin' a top

Risky business slidin' across the floor in his socks

A badass truck and a Bocephus song

A fist-fightin' boy who rights his own wrongs

And knows who he is with some dirt on his hands

Ain't livin' for a like on Instagram

Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man, alright

Now if the whole world ends, he's got a gameplan

It's a hand-me-down rifle and some corn he can plant

Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man

Like a one, two, three, baby, poppin' a top

Risky business slidin' across the floor in his socks

A badass truck and a Bocephus song

A fist-fightin' boy who rights his own wrongs

And knows who he is with some dirt on his hands

Ain't livin' for a like on Instagram

Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man

I said, "Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man"

I said, "Every country girl wants a rowdy, gentle man"

That's right