Wearing My Carhartt

It's kept me warm, on those cold nights in the woods
And those early mornings, working on the farm
Got some faded deer blood, splattered down the sleeve
Seen a lot of pretty women, come and leave
I love seeing you wearing my Carhartt
Making this old boy weak and fall apart
And seeing you on my tailgate looking like a piece of art
Mozart and these stars ain't got nothing on you, sweetheart
My cute little country thing, just a spark could light up the flame
Got my truck stuck, but both know I'm to blame
You say babe it's getting cold, do you got something I can wear
So I reached for my jacket, on the floorboard
I love seeing you wearing my Carhartt
Making this old boy weak and fall apart
And seeing you on my tailgate looking like a piece of art
Mozart and these stars ain't got nothing on you, sweetheart
You can find it laying in the back of my Ford
Beat up and dusty, it ain't nothing really fancy
I love seeing you wearing my Carhartt
Making this old boy weak and fall apart
And seeing you on my tailgate looking like a piece of art
Mozart and these stars ain't got nothing on you, sweetheart
You can find it laying in the back of my Ford