Lyrics Country Boys Make Do - The Berta Boys

Well he gets a little tipsy
When he's sipping on that whiskey
He gets a drunk
And then he gets a little risky
Or as the French say
He gets risqué
Oh girl
This country boy's making do

Well it's your god-given right
To feel alright
When you're all alone
In your bed at night
He's turnin' up the heat
He's turnin' down the lights
Oh girl

This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
What can I do for you?

Driving Cummins and I'm burnin' rubber
Baby my mans ain't a shower but he sure is a grower
She got three brothers and they're all a little older
She got three brothers and they're all a little bolder
They like to meet in the barn
At the back of my farm
Put the hogs on display
And trade some A grade fertiliser

This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do
This country boy's making do