My Kind Of Country - Ver 2

E A C I don't mess with the monkey, let him roll right off my back E A C i fly like a bee to the honey's, turn a bar into an all night love shack E A C can i get an amen, a halleluja, a little splash of coke in my black jack E don't let this black tie fool ya, i'm a down home groover, a midnight moover E A C E A C give me me and my bulldog sittin on the front porch, old man willie be bangin on the g chord E A C E A C little girlfriend cooking up the chicken, sipping on the liquer, everybody listening E A C E A C round here we get the laid back low down, little bit of waylon, whole lot of motown E A C might sound just a lil bit funky, hey y'all that's my kind of country E A C I ain't hearing no lip son drag you in the dirt like a tonka toy boy E we don't play that where we come from E A C E A C give me me and my bulldog sittin on the front porch, old man willie be bangin on the g chord E A C E A C little girlfriend cooking up the chicken, sipping on the liquer, everybody listening E A C E A C round here we get the laid back low down, little bit of waylon, whole lot of motown E A C might sound just a lil bit funky, hey y'all that's my kind of country E A C E A C give me me and my bulldog sittin on the front porch, old man willie be bangin on the g chord E A C E A C little girlfriend cooking up the chicken, sipping on the liquer, everybody listening E A C E A C round here we get the laid back low down, little bit of waylon, whole lot of motown E A C might sound just a lil bit funky, hey y'all that's my kind of country