Chance Alan

Lyrics

I’m gonna keep my, my redneck hands, to myself
Hey honey, my baby
Psst, come closer
I got a little change in my pocket
Going to and jing-a-ling-a-ling’n
Wantin’ to call you on the telephone baby
Maybe give you a rang
But each time we be talkin’
I get the same old thang
Always
Ain’t no huggee
Ain’t no kissee
Until I get a wedding dang rang

Oh my honey oh my baby
Don't be puttin’ my love up on no damn wood shelf
She said don't be handin’ me no lines
And to keep my redneck hands to myself
Oh my baby
Oh country-rock baby

Why you gonna be treatin’ me like this a-way
Ain't no way
I'ma still be your lover boy
I still feel the same ol way
That's when she told me a story
Bout free milk and a farm freshin’ cow
And said
Ain’t no huggee'n
Ain't no kissee'n
Until I get a weddin’n vow

Oh my honey
Oh my countryfied baby
Don’t be puttin’ my love up on no damn wooden shelf
She said don't be handin’ me no lines
And to keep my redneck hands to myself

Play that guitar
Oh, go, man, go

Go man go over here
You see I wanted her real bad
And I was about to be givin’
That's when she started talkin’ about our true love so mad
Started talkin’ about hillbilly sin
I said honey I'll live whitcha you maybe for da rest of my life
She said
Ain't no huggee'n
Ain't no kissee'n
Until you make me your wife
Damn my rowdy my honey
Dang my backyard my baby
Go ahead be puttin’ my love upon that frickin’ shelf

I said don’t hand me no bull-shitz lines
And I’ll be keepin’ my redneck hands to myself ok