
Love, love, love Brad Paisley. His song
She's Everything never fails to make me cry a little and love
Whiskey Lullaby. Here are the words to a new one I just heard today... couldn't have said it better myself. Think I may use it on match.com for requirements.
I'm still a guy:
When you see a deer, you see Bambi And I see antlers up on the wall
When you see a lake you think picnics And I see a large mouth bass up under that log
You're probably thinkin' that you're gonna change me
In some ways, well, maybe you might Scrub me down, dress me up
Oh, but no matter what, remember, I'm still a guy
When you see a priceless french painting I see a drunk naked girl
When you think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy And I'd like to give it a whirl
Well, love makes a man do some things he ain't proud of And in a weak moment I might Walk your sissie dog, hold your purse at the mall
But remember, I'm still a guy
And I'll pour out my heart, hold your hand in the car
Write a love song that makes you cry Then turn right around, knock some jerk to the ground 'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by
I can hear you now talkin' to your friends Sayin' yeah, girls he's come a long way From draggin' his knuckles and carryin' a club And buildin' a fire in a cave
But when you say a back rub means only a back rub Then you swat my hand when I try Well, now what can I say at the end of the day Honey, I'm still a guy And I'll pour out my heart, hold your hand in the car
These days there's dudes gettin' facials Manicured, waxed and botoxed
With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands
You can't grip a tackle box
Yeah, with all of these men linin' up to get neutered
It's headin' out to be feminized
But I don't hide by my head, I've still got a pair
Yeah honey, I'm still a guy
Oh, my eyebrows ain't plucked, there's a gun in my truck
Oh thank God, I'm still a guy Yeah boy
Amen Brad... wish there were more like you around.