Four Wheel Drive - Dean Brody

I see ya’ll laughing

As I pull up my truck

Fancy boys I can read your lips

You’re saying «Look at that bucket of rust.»

Then my baby steps out

Your jaws drop and your eyes go wide

What’s a girl like that, doing with a guy like me?

I’ll tell ya boys, I got four wheel drive

And I can take her where the crickets are crickin'

And the bullfrogs rumble low

Nothing makes her smile or drives her wild

Like bouncing round on an old back road, oh

When we get stuck, she gets that look in her eyes

I grab a-hold of the stick she says put it in

Four wheel drive

It’s okay, turn your nose up

At my boots my Carhartt pants

But the girls on your arm know us boys from the farm

Take 'em places you pretty boys can’t

Yeah we can take 'em where the crickets are crickin'

And the bullfrogs rumble low

Nothing makes her smile or drives her wild

Like bouncing round on an old back road, oh

When we get stuck, she gets that twinkle in her eyes

I grab a-hold of the stick she says put it in

Four wheel drive

Aw hello, I can see that look in their eyes

Boys you better keep your dates close tonight

You might have daddy’s money talking smooth as honey

But I got four wheel drive

And I can take her where the crickets are crickin'

And the bullfrogs rumble low

Nothing makes her smile or drives her wild

Like bouncing round on an old back road, oh

When we get stuck, she gets that look in her eyes

I grab hold of the stick she says put it in

Four wheel drive

Four wheel drive

I got four wheel drive