Why Don't You All Go Get Married

[Verse 1]
Why don’t you all go get married,
Build a house out on the ridge,
Have some kids that track in mud,
Raise ‘em wild like the country bridge.
Your new boyfriend’s got a face,
That only a mother could love.

[Chorus]
But I’m glad, yeah I’m glad,
That he’s country, rough and raw.
A little unpleasant, sure,
But that’s the charm I saw.
He’s a patch of dirt, a twisted vine,
And honey, you’ve always loved that kind.

[Verse 2]
He wears his boots to Sunday service,
Tracks that mud up to the pew,
His laugh’s like a crow in a cornfield,
And he don’t know what to do.
But he’s got a way with silence,
That says more than words can say.

[Prechorus]
And maybe he’s not pretty,
But pretty don’t always stay.

[Chorus]
So I’m glad, yeah I’m glad,
That he’s country, through and through.
Rough edges, unpolished charm,
A soul that feels so true.
He’s a broken fence, a dusty lane,
And honey, you’ve always liked the plain.

[Bridge]
Now I’m not saying he’s perfect,
Lord knows he’s a little odd,
But there’s a beauty in his crooked ways,
A little grace, a touch of God.