A beer stain on a jukebox, a tractor in a field
Fireflies on a screen door, a home cooked meal
Rolling down a dirt road, listenin to a George Strait song
If it ain't pure and simple, it ain't gonna turn me on
It's gotta have a twang thang, it's gotta bend a heart strang
Like a scuffed up boot or a boy with two first names
I gotta feel a deep pang, when I hear the songs they sang
If it don't kick up a little dust
It ain't got much of a twa-ang thang // ////
If I tried to describe it, well I don't think I could
It's like swimming in a cold creek, cause it just feels good
No matter where you find it, there's a down home quality
It ain't sophisticated, and that's just fine with me
CHORUS
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CHORUS
If it don't kick up a little dust
It ain't got much of a twa-ang thang
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*note:if you want to do something a little fancier with the intro, you