Oh, baby Oh, man You make me crazy Really drive me mad But that's alright with me It's really no fuss As long as you're next to me Just the two of us 'Cause you're my, my, my My kind of woman My, oh, my What a girl My, my, my My kind of woman And I'm down on my hands and knees Begging you please, baby Show me your world Oh, brother Sweetheart I'm feeling so tired Really falling apart It just don't make sense to me I really don't know Why you stick right next to me Wherever I go 'Cause you're my, my, my My kind of woman My, oh, my What a girl You're my, my, my My kind of woman And I'm down on my hands and knees Begging you please, baby Show me your world

She tucks her Paul Mitchell hair under her John Deere cap Hides Victoria's Secret under those jeans She's honest as heaven, she's got a body to match When they talk about perfect, she's what they mean She's my kind of woman She shines like the moment the sun hits the rain When she smile, yeah it's somethin' Loves bigger than life Shes my kind of woman She's a slice of the country, she's Fifth Avenue She loves Jesus and sinners like me She's got the key to my soul wrapped around her finger She's a weekend in Vegas, seven nights a week She's my kind of woman She shines like the moment the sun hits the rain When she smile, yeah it's somethin' Loves bigger than life Shes my kind of woman She's reckless, she's safe The angel God saved for my life Theres a million reasons why She's my kind of woman She shines like the moment the sun hits the rain When she smile, yeah it's somethin' Loves bigger than life Shes my kind of woman She shines like the moment the sun hits the rain When she smile, man it's somethin' Loves bigger than life Shes my kind of woman My kind of woman

(Vince Gill) Vince Gill & Patty Loveless You don't need diamonds or big fancy cars You say you're happy right where you are We're bound together by a little gold band You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man. Oh, living without you is my only fear You still drive me crazy when I hold you near My body trembles with the touch of your hand You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man. You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man A match made in heaven by God's gentle hand I'll love you forever, together we'll stand You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man. --- Instrumental --- You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man A match made in heaven by God's gentle hand I'll love you forever, together we'll stand You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man. You're my kind of woman, and you're my kind of man...

You stood on that bank when I got baptized Gave me a thirty, thirty when I turned nine At sixteen you caught me drinkin' out in the barn I could hear you cheerin' when we won state And you held my hand at grandma's grave And I'll always be thankful you never sold the farm Grandpa you stood so tall Chewed that Red Man, wore overalls You were the same man on Sunday mornin' as Saturday night Five foot six to the top of your hat But when you talked about the war thought you were Superman American born simple man with a southern drawl You walk the walk, you talk the talk, grandpa You still swear Roosevelt was the best That a home grown tomato tastes better than the rest And fifty years goes too fast with a woman you love Well, this life I've chose is gettin' busy now But I know where to go when I need to slow down And when I walk up on your front porch, it's just like I'm still young Grandpa you stood so tall Chewed that Red Man, wore overalls You were the same man on Sunday mornin' as Saturday night Five foot six to the top of your hat But when you talked about the war thought you were Superman American born simple man with a southern drawl You walk the walk, you talk the talk, grandpa Yeah, American born a dirt road man with that slow southern drawl Now keep walkin' the walk and talkin' the talk, grandpa

I started out with a 410 Then moved to a 20 gauge Every squirrel and rabbit in Dallas County Knew my name I sat on the stand with Paw Paw From the time I was three years old When I was eight I used a muzzle loader To kill my first doe These days I go down to Walmart And they set them in the back Some people wanna take them away Why don't you go bust them boys that's selling crack Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks Come on, man, it ain't like I'ma slinging them on the block I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son As long as I'm alive and breathing, you won't take my guns If there ever was a time we need them I'd say it be today When we're letting them terrorists watch cable TV And walk out of Guantanamo bay I just try to do the right thing And raise my family in this land Treating me like you wanna be treated And that's what I call a man If we don't have them what do we do? Tell me where we gonna go? Somebody breaks into my house I'm gonna need my Colt 44 Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks Come on, man, it ain't like I'ma slinging them on the block I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son As long as I'm alive and breathing, you won't take my guns Listen Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks Come on, man, it ain't like I'm slinging them on the block I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son As long as I'm alive and breathing And I'm still breathing, you won't take my guns No, you can take them from me When you take them from my grandpa and my daddy

Rifle in a gun rack hangin' in the back glass Buck knife on my belt, ain't no land for sale, around here Red clay country mud, sippin' on a cold Bud Blue tick coon hound, you know where I'm found Out in the backwoods, down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar In the backwoods, yeah, we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy, it's a real good life in the backwoods (Yes, sir) Preacher's daughter couldn't get hotter Floatin' that river on an inner tube with her, splash 35s and a lift kit, how stuck can you get? Ain't that just my luck, where's the chain? I'm stuck Out in the backwoods, down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar In the backwoods, yeah, we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy, it's a real good life in the backwoods Out in the backwoods, down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar In the backwoods, yeah, we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy, it's a real good life in the backwoods Out in the holler, son, out in the backwoods