Chicken and Biscuits

Lord have mercy here she comes
 Behind the wheel of a pickup truck
 Mudd slingin'
 She's singin'
 Country girl just doin her thing and
 Ain't nothing like a backwoods baby
 Drive my tractor drive me crazy
 Likes huntin'
 Loves fishin'
 And she can hold her own in the kitchen
 And by the way boys did I mention
 She's pretty as a field of daisies
 She's sweeter than watermelon wine
 Way hotter than the alabama asphalt
 And when I get her in these arms of mine
 Lord have mercy I love her kisses
 Man I can't get enough
 Kinda like chicken and biscuits
 She can rock them high heel shoes
 But she'd rather where cowboy boots
 Cut off jeans and a baseball hat
 City girls can't do it like that
 Off the chain on a friday night
 Dancin' and drinkin' ain't scared to fight
 Sunday mornin' rolls around
 In the choir is where she's found
 Y'all makes me so proud
 Cause there ain't no doubt
 She's pretty as a field of daisies
 She's sweeter than watermelon wine
 Way hotter than the alabama asphalt
 And when I get her in these arms of mine
 Lord have mercy I love her kisses
 Man I can't get enough
 Kinda like chicken and biscuits
 (Hey)
 Hey sweet thing let me hold you close
 (Hold)
 Cause there is something that you need to know
 (Hey)
 When it comes to lovin' you
 (Hold)
 There ain't nothin' that I'd rather do
 She's pretty as a field of daisies
 She's sweeter than watermelon wine
 Way hotter than the alabama asphalt
 And when I get her in these arms of mine
 Lord have mercy I love her kisses
 Man I can't get enough
 Kinda like chicken and biscuits