Wannabe Lyrics by Gavin Adcock
Ain’t nothin’ better than a back forty sunset
Dirty ass truck parked up in the drive
Ain’t a road ’round here we ain’t run yet
Dog gon’ hunt and a fish gon’ fry
Ooh, seen it happen to the best of ’em
Ooh, spent one night in the country and they wanna spend the rest
If I wasn’t, then I wannabe
Sippin’ on a red can, dippin’ on some wintergreen
Same hat, same boots, same jeans
Bass Pro, Mossy Oak everything
I still like Skynyrd, I still like Jones
Call Bull Dawg Country my home sweet home
It’s the way I been and the way I’m gonna be
And if I wasn’t, then I wannabe
Loud truck, tool box, boondocks
Ice cold beer can, deer stand
John Deere, Goodyears ’round here
Make a little lovin’ in the pale moonlight
Ooh, coulda wound up anywhere on the map
Ooh, thank God right here’s right where I’m at
And if I wasn’t, then I wannabe
Sippin’ on a red can, dippin’ on some wintergreen
Same hat, same boots, same jeans
Bass Pro, Mossy Oak everything
I still like Skynyrd, I still like Jones
Call Bull Dawg Country my home sweet home
It’s the way I been and the way I’m gonna be
And if I wasn’t, then I wannabe
It’s the way I been and the way I’m gonna be
If you wanna trade in your *** tops and your Corolla
For an F150 and a pair of Tecovas
Can’t blame ya ’cause I’d do the same damn thing, yeah
Yeah, yeah
If I wasn’t, then I wannabe
Sippin’ on a red can, dippin’ on some wintergreen
Same hat, same boots, same jeans
Bass Pro, Mossy Oak everything
I still like Skynyrd, I still like Jones
Call Bull Dawg Country my home sweet home
It’s the way I been and the way I’m gonna be
And if I wasn’t, then I wannabe