Kevin Fowler How Country Are Ya Lyrics

Yeah, the other night I met this hot country momma
She was looking fine, I was thinking oh yeah, I wanna
Take her home, make her mine
But all she had to say to my pickup lines
Was woah hoss
Hit the brakes before we go any further
Let's get one thing straight

How country are ya?
Yep, she said I really need to know
Can you two step?
Yep
Good, 'cause I'd had to let you go
You love your momma?
Yep
Make lots of money?
Nope
You own a shotgun?
Yep, yep
I got two of those
With all these city slicker
Wannabes I had to be sure

How country are you? Yep!

Well, she wore me out
With her long interrogations
I had my doubts and my own reservations
I had a list of little things
I wanted in a woman worth a wedding ring
So I sat her down
Said this won't take long
Yeah, I've got a few questions of my own

How country are ya?
Yep, girl, I really need to know
Do you shoot whiskey?
Yep
Good, cause I'd had to let you go
Can you fry chicken?
Yep
Whoop up some gravy?
Yep
Oh, I think you'd just be my kinda baby
With all these city girls
Sniffing around I had to be sure

How country are ya?

How country are ya?
How country are ya?
Yep
We're like two peas in a pot
How country are ya?
Yep
Come on, let's tie the knot
We go together like grits and gravy
Come on, let's get to making us some babies
If we ever doubted it, now we both know

How country are ya? Yep!
How country are ya? Yep!
How country are ya? Yep!
How country are ya? Yep!