Come on & Get Some

Paul Brandt

Words & Music by Paul Brandt & Steve Rosen

I love the Country

I ain't never gonna change

Like to get my hands dirty

Like to do it my own way

But don't go lookin down on me

Cause I like my chicken fried

A my my.

Come on and get some

Is what I'd hear my mamma say

After working out in the fields

Hoein rows or bailin hay

That's how it is out here

Honest work for honest pay

A Hey hey

Cause I'm loud

And I'm proud

Like to get up in my pick-up and get down

Flying round the back-roads is how I like to spend my time

I can hang barbed-wire

I love big tires

And havin' fun when my chores are done

But if you think 'cause I'm from the country that I'm dumb

Come on and Get Some

Ain't been to college yet

I ain't got no PhD

But I've got knowledge yeah

Beyond what most folks see

So if you need the job done right

Well you know where I'll be

A whoo eeeee

(Chorus)

Just me and

Verline

Neath the corn rows

plantin' dreams

Aw Shucks