See my baby walkin down the street
Every time I see her my heart skips a beat
She fits right in down on the farm
Turns me on with her southern charm
Drives me crazy when I hear her say
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
She's classy
Sometimes a little bit sassy
Says in a voice that's raspy
Come on baby
Come on baby
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Every night when the sun goes down
Out in the country or out on the town
She don't care to socialize
I can see the look in her eyes
In her high heels or her cowboy boots
You know she's country down to her roots
Dinner don't mean no fine red wine
Her cat-head biscuits will do me fine
Well she knows how to hide it well
She's just my little southern belle
When she wears those tight blue jeans
I think you'll know just what I mean
She's classy
Sometimes a little bit sassy
Says in a voice that's raspy
Come on baby
Come on baby
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
See my baby, walkin
Hear my little woman, talkin
It drives me crazy when I hear her say
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Denny Bonewitz - Roll in the Hay Lyrics
Denny Bonewitz - Roll in the Hay Lyrics
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See my baby walkin down the street
Every time I see her my heart skips a beat
She fits right in down on the farm
Turns me on with her southern charm
Drives me crazy when I hear her say
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
She's classy
Sometimes a little bit sassy
Says in a voice that's raspy
Come on baby
Come on baby
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Every night when the sun goes down
Out in the country or out on the town
She don't care to socialize
I can see the look in her eyes
In her high heels or her cowboy boots
You know she's country down to her roots
Dinner don't mean no fine red wine
Her cat-head biscuits will do me fine
Well she knows how to hide it well
She's just my little southern belle
When she wears those tight blue jeans
I think you'll know just what I mean
She's classy
Sometimes a little bit sassy
Says in a voice that's raspy
Come on baby
Come on baby
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
See my baby, walkin
Hear my little woman, talkin
It drives me crazy when I hear her say
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Every time I see her my heart skips a beat
She fits right in down on the farm
Turns me on with her southern charm
Drives me crazy when I hear her say
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
She's classy
Sometimes a little bit sassy
Says in a voice that's raspy
Come on baby
Come on baby
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Every night when the sun goes down
Out in the country or out on the town
She don't care to socialize
I can see the look in her eyes
In her high heels or her cowboy boots
You know she's country down to her roots
Dinner don't mean no fine red wine
Her cat-head biscuits will do me fine
Well she knows how to hide it well
She's just my little southern belle
When she wears those tight blue jeans
I think you'll know just what I mean
She's classy
Sometimes a little bit sassy
Says in a voice that's raspy
Come on baby
Come on baby
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
See my baby, walkin
Hear my little woman, talkin
It drives me crazy when I hear her say
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Come on baby let's roll in the hay
Writer: Denny Bonewitz
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