George Strait

I want a guy who's willing to drive to amarillo by morning to see|the sunrise in my eyes|the kinda man who gets carried way|by the look and the smile he puts on my face, every day|so if you wanna be the one I'm giving my heart to just ask yourself what would george strait do then sing to me like an old troubadour|hold on like were dancing on|a texas sawdust floor|and never leave me wondering if your love is true|I know a cowboy's gotta roam|just carry my love with you baby when you go, till you come back home|give me love without end, I'll give it back to you if you ask yourself what would george strait do then sing to me like an old troubadour|hold on like were dancing on|a texas sawdust floor|and never leave me wondering if your love is true|boy ask yourself what George Strait do|