Well the weatherman said
It might storm today
I gotta hit the field
Gotta bale some hay
And I cant let it rain
On my daddys farm
Till I get it all stacked
High in the barn
And Im gonna call my baby
Shes been waiting on me
She lives down town
On Sycamore Street
And the wheels on the black top
A startin to whine
As I pass that Oklahoma City limit sign
Im a hayseed
And a plow boy
Im a farm kid
And a cowboy
Im a roughneck
My daddy was a roughneck too
I run around with hillbilly girls
When the weekend sits
On my hillbilly world
You better get ready
When the sun goes down
Thats when country comes to town
Daddy said child
You better let him be
Will I dont like him
And he dont like me
Momma just says
Yall have a little fun
Aint doin nothing
Me and papa aint done
Open up the door to my pickup truck
And my baby jumps in
And fires it up
And she gives me a kiss
As I crawl in
Weve been waiting all week for a weekend
Im a hayseed
And a plow boy
Im a farm kid
And a cowboy
Im a roughneck
My daddy was a roughneck too
I run around with hillbilly girls
When the weekend sits
On my hillbilly world
You better be ready
When the sun goes down
Thats when country comes to town
Yeah its true
I run around wiht hillbilly girls
When the sits
On my hillbilly world
You better be ready
When the sun goes down
Cause thats when country comes to town
Here I come