Mud Tires and Crushes

She’s got that smile and them pretty blue jeans,

Little bit of country,

if you know what I mean.

Riding back roads with the windows down,

She’s the kind of girl you wanna keep around.

She kinda knows, yeah,

I think she can tell,

The way I act different when she’s around myself.

I play it off,

say, “Girl, you’re crazy,” But she just laughs like she knows she’s

got me.

Got a four-wheeler parked out by the shed,

A little red dirt and her stuck in my head.

I ain't saying nothing,

ain't making a move,

Just hoping she don't figure out the truth.

Let's get a little mud on them tires,

Ride till the sun sets,

sitting by a fire.

Country music playing,

stars coming out,

She keeps on smiling like she knows what

I'm about.

Yeah, she might know,

but I ain't confessed,

I'm just a country boy trying to play it cool,

I guess. Got a little crush I ain't ready to show,

So I'll keep on riding and take it real slow.

She likes them four-wheelers,

getting dirt on her boots,

Laughing at my jokes,

and I love that attitude.

She ain't gotta dress up,

don't need no fancy place,

Just give her some back roads and that pretty little face.

I might tease her,

she might tease me back,

She might call me out,

and I'll change the track.

She says, “You like me,”

I say, “Who, me?” Trying not to grin so she don't get

to me.

Got country songs coming through the speakers,

Mud on the doors,

and the night getting sweeter.

Maybe she knows, maybe she's right,

But I ain't spilling my heart tonight.

Let's get a little mud

on them tires,

Ride till the sun sets,

sitting by a fire.

Country music playing,

stars coming out,

She keeps on smiling like she knows what I'm about.

Yeah, she might know,

but I ain't confessed,

I'm just a country boy trying to play it cool,

I guess. Got a little crush I ain't ready to show,

So I'll keep on riding and take it real slow.

Maybe one night down an old dirt road,

She'll ask me again

what I'm trying not to show.

I'll laugh and say,

“Girl, you think you know,” While my heart's giving away what I

won't let go.

Let's get a little mud on them tires,

Four-wheelers running till the moon gets higher.

Her laughing beside me,

the whole world's still,

Just two country kids out enjoying the thrill.

She kinda knows, yeah,

I ain't fooling her eyes,

But I'm keeping my feelings tucked away for a little more time.

Maybe someday she'll hear the words I don't show,

But tonight, let's ride,

and take it real slow.

(take it real slow)